So I'm in uniform today, walking to the crosswalk across from Hodges from The Hill today when I come face to face with a long-haired (not that there's anything wrong with that), unshaven (ditto) kid wearing a white T-shirt with George W. Bush's face on it and the word "WAR" above it and "CRIMINAL" beneath it.
While long hair and a fine mustachio don't upset me, the shirt did a little. He and I made contact, I smirked, and he kept walking. I figured he'd call me a baby killer or a fellow war criminal or something, but he didn't.
Must've been high. He probably thought I was a cop, and thus fled from my sight. Get your fear on, biatches.
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