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So, the other night my friend and I went on a cop chase, as in we chased a cop car. In his Eclipse. Highbeaming him and following his ass. Pretty ironic considering my friend is usually getting chased by a cop or is avoiding cops all together because his fucking car is so loud. But we finally hunted down the cop and pulled alongside him. (It's a long story why, but in short, it was to save a dog.) I'll do anything for animals. Even a high speed chase. Kind of high speed chase. Eh, we were only doing like 30, but I still would do a high speed chase to save an animal.

Oh, and if anyone ever comes to Gelotti's in Paterson (I know a few of you guys are from my neck of the woods), feed the dog in question something. She's a Rott (but barely looks like one because she's so dusgustingly skinny) and in the backyard that is basically in Gelotti's parking lot....the fence is all messed up and shit from her trying to escape and ramming her body into it. After months of calling animal control, they do absolutely nothing, so I feed her all the time. She's always so sweet to me, but you have to be careful if you do feed her (she's still a Rott and all). I hate those fucking beast-people who own her, though. Why have a dog when all you do is leave it in the backyard? I swear, when I saw her outside the other night in the 18 degree weather, I was so tempted to go over there and like stab a fucking knife through their hearts. So if your around P-town and my neck of the woods, bring something good for her to eat (unless the asscracks over at Animal Control finally take her).