EDITORS NOTE: We are in the process of recovering the arrest report and will publish it for the sake of argument. 8.08.02
Hello baby,
Ok you wanna know what happened, you wanna know why I'm sittin' here in this motherfuckin Carson City stink fuck shit detention center? Here's the story so listen up. I was riding my bicycle and was in a hurry to get home to your dinner. The road was quite narrow and all of a sudden I hear a honking behind me. I turn around and am horrified to see a large semi truck bearing down on me. I lost control of my cicycle and crashed. The next thing I remember it's night time and I'm being rousted and arrested by the god damn police. I'd been knocked unconscious for hours and was in shock. I should've been admitted to a hospital, not arrested. I have proof in that my shoulder was injured - they treated it in jail. Why the hell was I arrested? Disorderly conduct? I was in pain of course I'm going to scream and curse at the pig. Being on probation has marked me for the redneck cops in this town. It's just another example of police misconduct, the high and mighty strato-pigs enforcing their own phoney baloney standards of conduct for everyone. But I guess everyone would rather believe the arrest report.
Well my Patricia, I hope you don't take anything I've said the wrong way. I love you baby, and all I ever think when I go over this shit is how much it's hurt you. Goodnight love.
