Chapter Over…Chopper Gone…CYA Later

Wish I had more to say about the police cars and chopper cruising around and flying over my apartment complex….but I don’t. Please help me find out WTFIGO. Thank you so much!

I began to wonder if I had done something wrong. It did not help that when I was sitting in traffic on the way to work this morning, two state police cars came roaring up on my left in what is nominally the breakdown lane. Scared the crap out of me.

“Brown eyes in the morning looking up at me?” It’s a line from a PurePrairie League song. Who was that manly, madly tapping man in the stool (I mean stall) next to me? Butt eye regress. I da ho. Whose to nose?

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