George Carlin once said that whenever two men are in a stationary car after dark drugs are involved. These Central Square officers agree.
Holy fucking shit. I dropped my gloves and they turned gold and molded into the platform at a T-station.
Toll of the future. Coming to a curb near you.
This gentlemen constantly smokes cigars in the North end. Plus he is made of wood.
Friend's girlfriend proves to friends that sober people can act drunk... uh, have fun.