Walking down to one of the places that are open all night, I asked two cops outside the donut shop what time it was, to which one responded with "It's 1:03, way past your bedtime."
Wow. What. the. fuck. Is this what our taxpayer money is going to now? cops chilling outside the fuckin donut shop instead of doing their job, like patrolling the streets to make sure I don't get shot or stabbed while walking home? I'm sorry. Do I look like a fucking child? Last time I checked I sure as hell didn't have a high-pitched voice like a little child. Oh. But then again, these are COPS outside a DONUT shop. Oh, how witty their humor is. Could these two fuckwads be any more stereotypical? I would have said something back, but I really don't need to be taken to irwindale at 2:00 am in the back of a cop car.
Covina, Irwindale, and Claremont. Three law enforcement locations I have no respect for. God I'm starting to hate Southern California.