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Here that is a total shame because I was assaulted once by the police, sort of. I will tell you this but do not tell my mother. I was playing music really loud on a Sansui and Amar Bose earthquaker when they broke down my door, five of them. I assumed they were from planet Nutmeg with those uniforms. I picked up my shotgun that I kept in the corner because my grandfather up on the lake always told me ‘Son, they coming for ya One Day’. Well SHIT — They were here! Luckily for me they were really nice guys with 9 pound triggers as they yelled — ‘PUT DOWN THE FUCKING GUN NOW!’ Wow that was one experience I needed to drink several gallons of Frexinet afterward and did not dookie for a week.

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