When we asked for a few good MEN
"Some of the cops in Delta started doing this cowboy stuff. They put cattle horns on their Humvees. They'd roll into these hamlets, doing shows of force—kicking down doors, doing sweeps—just for the fuck of it. There was this little clique of them. Their ringleader was this beat cop...He's like five feet tall, talks like Joe Friday and everybody calls him 'Napoleon.'"
Pretty much summarizes my experience with LE's weekend warriors. Trying to explain to these cretins the difference between Gung-Ho and Gung-Ass-Ho was impossible. If you gotta ask, you'll never know.
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