You see Larry speeding on his scooter. You siren, pull him over, and get out of your car while your partner stays inside. Larry is sitting and glaring at you, “What the fuck do you want, douchebag? I’ve got every right to be on this road on my scooter. Go on back to your precinct and bother someone else.” You ask for his license and registration. Larry looks at you indignantly, “I don’t have to do shit you tell me. Piss off, pig.” He grabs your gun, hits you with it, then rides away.
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