Gibber-gabber
Guard Dog or City life
willy johnson about 3 years ago

After a fairly enjoyable day out at the park and some shopping (always doing my part as an american), we returned to a very busy neighborhood. Turning onto our block several north las vegas patrol cars were scattered about. Turning the corner with anticipation as to what excitement was transpiring on our street I saw a slew of cruisers up and down the street. Now somewhat concerned, I still did not expect to see our garage open with police wandering about our kitchen. Apparently, a chase took a brief detour into our backyard, short rest on our patio and eventually a hasty departure straight through our sliding glass door, which left quite large amounts of glass every where. The chase then ended, rather abruptly, judging buy the way my bike was laying in the middle of the street. What do I wonder after all of this? What the hell was my dog doing while this fuck head was kicking through my glass door. Also that assholes like this are the reason I have to ring a bell and wait five five minutes for someone to unlock the liquor at the grocery store down the street. Well can’t wait to find out how much this is gonna cost. This I believe is a las vegas resident initiation. Welcome Home.