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Originally Posted by big_ole_jpn
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^yeah i was nogunz for a couple years as well. The weapon was used in a murder and getting it back was proving a hassle, was going to have to fly there and pick it up in person best case, eventually i got superstitious and decided it was not worth struggling to get a cursed object back. Some zogsquad officer probably plinks with it on the weekends now, lol.
Rearm soon, you need to be armed right here and now if mass arrests by FBI are going down, esp. if you are being truthful about your city. It makes a difference in your state of mind as well even if unused. How would a samurai without a sword feel?
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I have a funny story about property rooms. Maybe another time.
Lets just say its shocking how unprofessional the property room is run, and the officers working the property room consider it to be a big joke.
We forced our way upstairs. Once upstairs, there is no security locks because its all administrative offices for the most part. No criminals would be up there. We had no property ticket (typical big city seizure, no ticket, just a big fuck you you're lucky you're not under arrest)
Each desk we got to, every time we hit resistance, we argued and pressed, and when the desk got up to "go ask the Sgt." we'd blow past another desk and walk further into the labyrinth through even more corridors and hallways. Literally straight white-priviledge good-looking thugging and stalking and evading these roadblocks.. My friend led the charge (hes Italian but white north Italian, ivory skin tone and blue eyes like Sam Gravano) and we blew past 3 desks using this technique.
We literally walked to the property room ourselves. We wandered (stormed) down the fucking hall and into the property room itself. LOL. this was hilarious thinking back on it.
My Italian buddy "asked" for the stuff back that was seized. He had that sleezy guido charm where hes being polite but hes also sounding like a guido scumbag at the same time. Cops love this city-guido charm. And they gave us every single item back while laughing about all the items seized.
One was a police-issue megaphone we were using to terrorize the local Ivy league school. They thought it was hilarious and said we must have been loaded on drinks/drugs. It was a big barrel of laughs despite the fact we just got done thugging our way into the admin level, and thugged past 3 "checkpoint" desks and reception areas.
White. Fucking. Priviledge.