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... and let the Earth be silent after ye.
I went to San Marcos and Austin this weekend with my friend Matt. It was a great weekend. I got to spend time with Mimi, so that's always good. And then today, on the way home, everything just goes wrong.
My car registration is expired (all my fault, no excuses) and Matt was driving us home and was pulled over. The cop then pulled us out of the car, had us keep our hands on his cruiser. He searched us. When he felt Matt's cell phone through his pocket he pulled out his gun and started yelling at us, asking what it was. CELL PHONE. Then he searched me. He felt my pen through my pocket, pulled out his gun asking what it was. A FUCKING FOUNTAIN PEN. He tore apart my car, found a hand-rolled cigarette (all tobacco!), pulled out his gun, asking what it was. A GOD DAMNED CIGARETTE.
A half hour later we're free to clean up our shit and leave.
I'm so fucking mad right now.