Sunday, March 1, 2009

So... That's the French Police

An event transpired this night.

A sickly young asian-american sitting in his apartment in France was watching an episode of Fringe when he heard a knock at his window.

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standing up to go see who it was, he found that it was two boys who were unfamiliar to him. he opened the window to see who it was
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Immediately one of the boys jumped up and grabbed the young man's (finely taken care of) beautiful black locks. On this cue, he closed the window and the other boy outside the window retrieved a bottle that resided on the window sill and repeatedly smashed it into the window, shattering glass and spreading it around the room.

After the ordeal had taken place, the young man phoned the police to realize that the police only speak french. He attempted to portray the event to the policeman on the phone to no avail.

Eventually, after a quarter of the Americans who were in France with the young man passed through the apartment and he found a convenient neighbor to help him out with dealing with the cops. And everything went smoothly.

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