A news anchor reporting a story on a rapist search. Uhhh, see any connection here folks? Here's what I'm thinking:
Dude probably hates his job and every night when he gets home, his wife bitches and complains, his kids pick on him and the dog...well, the dog just plain fucking hates the guy and probably greets him in a loving way by biting his ball sack every evening. What's a news anchor to do to get away from all of this?
Well, the next day when he gets into work, he previews what he is suppose to report that evening. He see's a report about a "rapist search" and his mind starts flowing. Says to himself, "What if I sketched a picture of me as the "rapist", and had our camera dude post that shit up on the green screen while I'm reporting this shit on LIVE television (I'll even slip his ass a $100 bill and some weed)?" Bingo, case closed...mother fucker gets arrested and he ends up being some big ass dudes bitch in San Quentin for the next 6 years.
That shit would never happen, but if it did, how fucked up would that be?
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Thursday, November 11, 2010
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