Why empathy has its limits.
I’d like that two minutes of my life back, please.
Sorry, no refunds.
Somehow I don’t picture the officer waiting that long.
Neither do I, unless he’s waiting for his “backup” to arrive.
Alas, that could have been me — on either end of the nightstick.
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I’d like that two minutes of my life back, please.
Sorry, no refunds.
Somehow I don’t picture the officer waiting that long.
Neither do I, unless he’s waiting for his “backup” to arrive.
Alas, that could have been me — on either end of the nightstick.