Anthony Ishihara blog 2

So today i beat up a little kid. I mean he wasn't that little, he was like 12. Or maybe he was 7? I dont know. Whatever. He was some short kid with a lunchbox and he was hanging out with his little group of friends. So i walk over to the kid and im like, "Hey kid wanna buy some drugs". He doesn't bite. Appearantly this little fucker went through some "anti-drug" program and he learned about all the side affects of drugs, or so he said. But, me, i'm a pushy salesmen so i ask the kid if he knows what crack is. He says, "yes, a very bad drug". After all that i was destroyed. What is the school system teaching these kids. Fuck. They are gonna put me out of bussiness. Distraught, i walk off the playground; the satchel of various contraband on my side, I sit waiting for the next little kid who looks like he could use a "lift" While im sitting there i find my little friend, who decided that drugs were terrible, purchasing dope from the other guy who sells drugs down the street. Outraged, i run over to the scene. I slap the shit out of that little kid and i ask him, "what the fuck is up". He says, "Look at what your wearing, you could get me arrested with an outfit like that". No one talks about my clothes. I piledriver that little guy into the pavement. Then take off like thunder into the alley. I couldnt really stay to see the damage I had done but the story was all over the news. I think i really hurt the guy. Hes gonna want to buy some drugs now.After all that i guess i did learn something today; don't wear your police uniform when your selling drugs on the playground. And next Halloween don't dress up like a cop. Drug dealers make terrible cops.