The NYPD tried to start a hashtag outpouring of positive memories with their police force.
If this were ever a bad idea, it was probably the worst idea for arguably the most corrupt police force in America.
And just how did they think this was going to play out/
my thoughts EXACTLY
They played themselves. I can’t stop laughing!
So… this woman sexually assaults this guy, clearly. He’s begging, pleading, demanding she stop.
She doesn’t stop.
She grabs his hand and stuffs it in her crotch. He recoils.
Insert False Allegation: THE FUCKING CAB DRIVER IS ARRESTED.
Let that sink in… The fucking CAB DRIVER ended up getting arrested when the lawyer in question. Yeah… that’s right… SHE’S A FUCKING LAWYER… accused him of blackmailing her.
He was summarily arrested.
There was no proof he actually blackmailed her. None. The Police never even bothered to verify her claims. At all. They just straight up fucking arrested the CAB DRIVER and threw him in jail.
When it became apparent there was no proof of blackmail whatsoever, and the whole “She’s fucking sexually assaulting him on the fucking tape the police are holding in their hands” she managed to get charged with something.
What did she get charged with?
Simple assault. I shit you not.
WHAT THE FUCK?!?!?!?
I’m going to throw up now.
this is disgusting.
That awful moment when you learn that this wasn’t scripted. That Will Smith’s character was actually supposed to brush off the whole thing, but Will’s father actually had left him when he was younger and he just fell apart on the set and the hug at the end was from one actor to another, not one character to another…
THIS PHOTO WAS TAKEN LAST WEEK AT MY LOCAL KMART. YES, THAT IS A SEALED VHS TAPE OF JIMMY NEUTRON THE MOVIE, IN 2014, AT KMART, SITTING NEXT TO DVDS AND BLU-RAYS, PRICED AT $8.99
To give perspective, this film was released on VHS in 2002 and has been sitting unopened in a Kmart store for 12 years, longer than children now in middle school.
Plain proof that no one does inventory or gives a shit at any Kmart anywhere. Someone could probably live in Kmart and have no one notice.
In 2001, I did an experiment for school about the idea of living in a big-box store like this. I selected a busy 24hr Meijer, which is a midwest-only combination of Marts both K and Wal. I entered the store on a lovely friday afternoon, and didn’t leave the store until the following sunday evening. I read the entire magazine section, played all of the demos of the games in the electronics section, and beat minesweeper on my phone innumerable times. I ate at the pizza parlour they’d just installed, and slept on the display furniture. I wandered around the racks during the day, bored out of my skull. I considered buying frozen burritos and asking one of the employees if they had a breakroom where I could microwave them, but that felt like it wouldn’t truly answer the question if someone could live in a Meijer; I’d be using resources that weren’t public.
The only time I was ever asked if I needed any help was on sunday morning around 8am, and then it was only waking me up to ask me if I was drunk and had wandered in that night and fell asleep on their displays. I said, “no, I’m fine, I’m just trying this futon.” and was left alone.
The people that work there really don’t care.
u lived in a k-mart
This is the most magical thing I’ve ever had the privilege of reading