Stolen Stop Sign

Many injuries have occurred because of this stupid son of mine. 
My youngest son is so ignorant that he decided to steal a stop sign.
I went in his room and saw it hanging on the wall.
Because of this, 911 had to constantly be called.
People didn't know they were supposed to stop and it caused 37 wrecks.
People are suffering from whiplash, internal bleeding and broken necks.
A cop caught me returning the stop sign to its original place.
He beat me with his stick and threw tear gas in my face.
That cop thought that I was the thief.
Now I'm in jail, this is beyond belief.
That tear gas made me cry like a wuss and it made me cringe.
When I get out of jail, I'll face my son and I will get revenge.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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June 23, 2018 at 11:49 PM
Randy.. what a story. Glad I'm not your son ;)
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