My ultimate fantasy would be to retrieve the jettisoned cigarette butt, catch the litter bug at a stoplight, and toss it back into their car yelling, "You dropped this!" But then I would have to run back to my car and try to lose the irate litter bug in Wilmington traffic, which would be difficult with all the stop lights, stop signs, and the occasional stray dog crossing the road. This scenario requires more gumption than I possess, so I usually settle for pressing very hard with my pen as I write the license plate number down and hissing to myself, "I've got you now, sucka."
That Love is all there is, Is all we know of Love
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Today caught me off guard. Not the fact that it's Valentine's Day. India
had already had a class party and a Galentine's party. I knew the date.
What sne...
1 month ago
5 comments:
I love your picture! Although your deputies make me want to smother their faces with kisses -- I'm not sure that's the effect you are going for when chasing down a litterbug.
The deputies hate litter--don't you worry. They can be stern if the need arises.
Street justice!
I like the commitment to the paint picture going all the way down to the "I SUCK" license plate. I need one of those so when people yell "You suck!" at me I can just go, "I know!"
Officer Julie reporting to duty!
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