That damn Chaz Kangas is a menace!
Jan 4, 2013 2:26:07 GMT -5
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Post by Hawk Hart on Jan 4, 2013 2:26:07 GMT -5
At least according to the Buffalo, Wyoming police department. Here's the story.
I was on my way home from work and I made a stop at the local Kum & Go for some provisions; now, you have to understand, I drive a light blue 94 Lincoln Town Car which, anyone that's driven a Town Car knows, has not only a bitchin' tape deck but a pretty awesome stock sound system if properly fiddled with.
Anyway, I went into the store and got all the things necessary for a night of Hawking which apparently consists of telling stories to you guys but I digress. So I come out of the store to where I parked my car and find a cop car parked next to me. I didn't think it was too weird until the cop saw me approach and got out. He asked the obvious question of if I owned the car and I obviously confirmed, seeing as I was the only person there and that was the only car there. Things got weirder when he said "You should really consider turning your music down son." I checked my watch and saw it was two minutes past eleven which means citywide curfew was in effect as well whatever noise ordinance is law here so, being a grown ass man and all, I obey the law and open my car to turn it down just in time to give Mr. Officer a blast of the hook from the song "Check My Bags" by the rapper/menace in question. This act of justice, that is turning down my stereo, earned me the reminder "Not everyone wants to hear whatever that music is you listen to." I informed the kind gentleman that I did in fact know that; so I hand over my ID as requested before I attacked his face with bass, get a flashlight shined in my eyes, and get sent on my way. Nothing came of it, the cop just went in the store to buy whatever, never radioed anybody, and didn't write down my info which kinda makes it all much weirder.
TL;DR: I had a bizarre run in with the police and it's all Chaz's fault!
I was on my way home from work and I made a stop at the local Kum & Go for some provisions; now, you have to understand, I drive a light blue 94 Lincoln Town Car which, anyone that's driven a Town Car knows, has not only a bitchin' tape deck but a pretty awesome stock sound system if properly fiddled with.
Anyway, I went into the store and got all the things necessary for a night of Hawking which apparently consists of telling stories to you guys but I digress. So I come out of the store to where I parked my car and find a cop car parked next to me. I didn't think it was too weird until the cop saw me approach and got out. He asked the obvious question of if I owned the car and I obviously confirmed, seeing as I was the only person there and that was the only car there. Things got weirder when he said "You should really consider turning your music down son." I checked my watch and saw it was two minutes past eleven which means citywide curfew was in effect as well whatever noise ordinance is law here so, being a grown ass man and all, I obey the law and open my car to turn it down just in time to give Mr. Officer a blast of the hook from the song "Check My Bags" by the rapper/menace in question. This act of justice, that is turning down my stereo, earned me the reminder "Not everyone wants to hear whatever that music is you listen to." I informed the kind gentleman that I did in fact know that; so I hand over my ID as requested before I attacked his face with bass, get a flashlight shined in my eyes, and get sent on my way. Nothing came of it, the cop just went in the store to buy whatever, never radioed anybody, and didn't write down my info which kinda makes it all much weirder.
TL;DR: I had a bizarre run in with the police and it's all Chaz's fault!
