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Behind The Backseat Of A Police Car
It all started when my mother, father and myself went to go pick up my brother from Penn Station in Newark NJ. Not the best neighborhood but hey he wanted to go visit two of his friends in Pennsylvania. The bus was about an hour late and so my dad decides to walk from the Burger King about a block away to where we were. The only reason my dad didn't come with us because he had to stay by the car so that nobody would tow it. Crappy street parking so we had to park in Burger King. My dad bought a soda just to prove that he was a customer. Anyway we get my brother and persue to walk back to the Burger King. Once we get there we don't see the car. Uh Oh what are we going to do. So my dad goes into Burger King and starts yelling along with my mom trying to figure this out. So were in the parking lot and a women tells us they towed it. We had no way of getting back so we went back to Penn station. Here we looked for an officer. nobody could do anything so we decided to take a cab. My mom not knowing it was a cab yelled at the guy saying"I'm not getting in no strange car!" So the cab driver drives us to the police station. We get there 7 bucks man and throughout all the screaming we actually get a ride to the place that was holding our car. So all four of us are jammed in a tiny police car backseat, while listening to "New York City where the grass is green and the girls are pretty. All I could help to do was smile and chuckle out the window guarded fence. We get to the place where this creppy guy with a cigar looks at us with his two pittbulls. So we tried to get out of paying the Kunick motto"I'm Broke!" but we ended up paying $182 dollars to get it out. "I Want Cash" the guy said. Well we get to ride home in our own car. In the end it will be an experience I will never forget, but I never want to be in the back of a police car again.
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