Tuesday, March 25, 2014

More New York Police Department Intricacies:

3.24.2014@11.30AM Canal Street subway station, A,C, E. Two patrol officers, female, male team, organized prior by a limber interpretative dancing camp crew at 2nd Ave subway F arrested a cane and handcuffed backwards a medium dark skinned man because they were seen together in public. The blonde said now you say Alex. He did not respond. They led him to the mezzanine bunker by the West Broadway entrance where badly stamped brass and blue peppermint stripes from behind the counter said that yes it was a precinct called District Two.

9.25PM. 1 line going uptown: on 66th platform a Scottish school guard abducted by Elizabeth the Second was on the platform, trying to find his way to JFK;

9.37PM 59th Street Subway A,C,B,D, 1,2,3 trains. A man still praying backwards insuring his orations reach god in the right way by securing his wrists in metal was accompanied by his two eunuchs to a costume party at an imaginary one police plaza landed on the platform to the left  of the 60th and Broadway entrance down, down toward the Downtown & Broadway A,C,B,D platform until they were swallowed by the cement -sensitive intelligence-stairs. The man, on his part was wearing his work uniform, a red and black restaurant outfit. A banner  referring to chicken in black type was carried by one of the uniform smitten.

A man on the subway was so enraged at these goings on he was in tears.

A man can't even go out of his home with his child without meeting up with  Royal BP Crude Confederate pedophile teams that wants to abduct his child, feed on the father take their lease, claim they're them and move in because the colonies will be Hapsburg Bourbon again.

These are the fourth eyewitness accounts in a month of NYPD coordinated mayhem in the city.
If the justice system allows for even an allusion of such irregularities to take place, it needs a complete and thorough overhaul after being chucked out an open window of a skyscraper. Or: Kiss your f*ing jobs goodbye. We'll catch up.

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