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Pony: *Riding a motorcycle between two cars*
Moto Europa Motorcycle Shop, St. Foalis, September 18, 1989
Ponies from New Mexico moved into our town to sell stolen motorcycles. They would also steal some from Moto Europa, so me, Shawn, and Bob were put there to work undercover. For each pony we arrested for stealing one of the motorcycles, we got an extra grand in our paycheck. The police department was paying us 20 grand a week, but some of us felt like we could use the extra cash.
Lewis & Shawn: *Standing in front of the car in the picture above*
Bob: *Arrives with a pony* Here's one. Lewis, te wait here. Me, and Shawn will bring this guy in.
Shawn: Okay, it's my turn to be payed. *Gets in the car*
Bob: *Puts the pony in the back* What the hell are te talking about?
Shawn: Don't we get turns?
Bob: Hell no. If te want to make the extra money, te make the arrests.
Lewis: *Walks to the right*
Bob: *Starts the car, and drives away*
We had two shifts, one that went from noon to 4, and a night shift, which went from 9 to 11. The night shifts were without a doubt harder. The darkness gave the suspects an easier time to take the motorcycles, without any of us noticing. Most of them got caught ten secondi after taking off with the motorcycle, but others got further.
Pony: *Laying on the ground bleeding after falling off of a motorcycle*
Bob: *Picks up the pony* Come on, you're under arrest.
Pony: Come on-
Bob: Don't fuck with me. I saw te steal that bike.
Lewis: *Opens the back door*
Bob: In. *Shoves the pony into the car*
We didn't get weekends off, but we did have a lot of time to have fun between shifts. One of our preferito places to go to was the 21st strada, via Brewers Bar. Their motto was birra & pizza in a cool smart setting, and they weren't lying. Every time we went there, we had the best pizza, and birra anypony could ask for, and Shawn had a blast with his "comedy night."
Stop the song
Shawn: *Drunk* Okay, so this stallion comes towards me in this big brown Chrysler, and nearly hits me as I attraversare, croce the street. He calls me an idiot, and sticks his tongue out at me. After that, I tell him, go wash your car te cunt! te got a lot of shit all over it!
Lewis & Other Police Ponies: *Laughing*
Shawn: Then he pulls out this fake badge, and claims to be a cop. So I pull out my badge, and I tell him, I'm a real cop, and I can tell that te got your badge at a yard sale!
Lewis & Other Police Ponies: *Laughing*
Shawn: Okay, let's go back to 1985, the last giorno of academy. We were practicing at the shooting range, and I was reloading my gun. I was pointing it at the ground, and the Sargent told me it was dangerous, so I tell him this. How is it dangerous, if there are no bullets in the gun? Is a unicorn going to reload it for me?!
Lewis & Other Police Ponies: *Laughing*
Shawn: He actually believed me! There was no one with a horn on their head, and he believed me! He runs into his office, and cries like a baby-
Waiter: Excuse me sir, you're being too loud. Other ponies are complaining.
Shawn: *Pushes the waiter away* Fuck you! We're cops! We can be as loud as we want!!!!
Bob: He's right!
Lewis: *Laughing*
Shawn: What the hell are te laughing about?
Lewis: You're just a funny pony, that's all.
Shawn: Funny how? te think I amuse you?
Nearby Pony: *Listening to the conversation, and writes it down* This'll be perfect for Joe.
Shawn: What'll be perfect for Joe?! Get Lost te cunt!
Lewis & Other Police Ponies: *Laughing*
Shawn: te like that one? Let me tell te this-
Waiter: Sir, you, and your Friends need to leave.
Shawn: Screw you! You're under arrest! *Arrests the waiter*
Bob: Oh, come on Shawn.
Police pony 96: You're going too far with this.
Police pony 465: How is Leonard gonna react to this?
Shawn: Let's find out together. All of us, let's go.
Waiter: te didn't even pay for your beer, and pizza.
Shawn: Tell it to the judge.
2 B Continued
Pony: *Riding a motorcycle between two cars*
Moto Europa Motorcycle Shop, St. Foalis, September 18, 1989
Ponies from New Mexico moved into our town to sell stolen motorcycles. They would also steal some from Moto Europa, so me, Shawn, and Bob were put there to work undercover. For each pony we arrested for stealing one of the motorcycles, we got an extra grand in our paycheck. The police department was paying us 20 grand a week, but some of us felt like we could use the extra cash.
Lewis & Shawn: *Standing in front of the car in the picture above*
Bob: *Arrives with a pony* Here's one. Lewis, te wait here. Me, and Shawn will bring this guy in.
Shawn: Okay, it's my turn to be payed. *Gets in the car*
Bob: *Puts the pony in the back* What the hell are te talking about?
Shawn: Don't we get turns?
Bob: Hell no. If te want to make the extra money, te make the arrests.
Lewis: *Walks to the right*
Bob: *Starts the car, and drives away*
We had two shifts, one that went from noon to 4, and a night shift, which went from 9 to 11. The night shifts were without a doubt harder. The darkness gave the suspects an easier time to take the motorcycles, without any of us noticing. Most of them got caught ten secondi after taking off with the motorcycle, but others got further.
Pony: *Laying on the ground bleeding after falling off of a motorcycle*
Bob: *Picks up the pony* Come on, you're under arrest.
Pony: Come on-
Bob: Don't fuck with me. I saw te steal that bike.
Lewis: *Opens the back door*
Bob: In. *Shoves the pony into the car*
We didn't get weekends off, but we did have a lot of time to have fun between shifts. One of our preferito places to go to was the 21st strada, via Brewers Bar. Their motto was birra & pizza in a cool smart setting, and they weren't lying. Every time we went there, we had the best pizza, and birra anypony could ask for, and Shawn had a blast with his "comedy night."
Stop the song
Shawn: *Drunk* Okay, so this stallion comes towards me in this big brown Chrysler, and nearly hits me as I attraversare, croce the street. He calls me an idiot, and sticks his tongue out at me. After that, I tell him, go wash your car te cunt! te got a lot of shit all over it!
Lewis & Other Police Ponies: *Laughing*
Shawn: Then he pulls out this fake badge, and claims to be a cop. So I pull out my badge, and I tell him, I'm a real cop, and I can tell that te got your badge at a yard sale!
Lewis & Other Police Ponies: *Laughing*
Shawn: Okay, let's go back to 1985, the last giorno of academy. We were practicing at the shooting range, and I was reloading my gun. I was pointing it at the ground, and the Sargent told me it was dangerous, so I tell him this. How is it dangerous, if there are no bullets in the gun? Is a unicorn going to reload it for me?!
Lewis & Other Police Ponies: *Laughing*
Shawn: He actually believed me! There was no one with a horn on their head, and he believed me! He runs into his office, and cries like a baby-
Waiter: Excuse me sir, you're being too loud. Other ponies are complaining.
Shawn: *Pushes the waiter away* Fuck you! We're cops! We can be as loud as we want!!!!
Bob: He's right!
Lewis: *Laughing*
Shawn: What the hell are te laughing about?
Lewis: You're just a funny pony, that's all.
Shawn: Funny how? te think I amuse you?
Nearby Pony: *Listening to the conversation, and writes it down* This'll be perfect for Joe.
Shawn: What'll be perfect for Joe?! Get Lost te cunt!
Lewis & Other Police Ponies: *Laughing*
Shawn: te like that one? Let me tell te this-
Waiter: Sir, you, and your Friends need to leave.
Shawn: Screw you! You're under arrest! *Arrests the waiter*
Bob: Oh, come on Shawn.
Police pony 96: You're going too far with this.
Police pony 465: How is Leonard gonna react to this?
Shawn: Let's find out together. All of us, let's go.
Waiter: te didn't even pay for your beer, and pizza.
Shawn: Tell it to the judge.
2 B Continued
