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Driving a prisoner to jail, I hear him in the back seat ask me - in all seriousness - “Hey Officer, can we stop and get some
cigarettes?”

A homeowner was mad that kids were driving over his lawn after school; using his property as a shortcut. I suggested digging a
trench to slow them down. He planted trees instead. I think about that when I drive by his house – after 25 years the lawn is
long gone and the trees are impressively large and tall now.

I got called one night out to an apartment for something and had the hardest time trying to find the exact unit, which had “9”
in it. I think the number was “39”. But a screw had come loose on the 9 and it got flipped upside down to become a 6. And it
didn’t help that all the unit numbers were displayed in a staggered format. When I eventually realized the 6 was supposed to be
a 9, I had a little chat about that with resident there.

The volkswagen sedan that got rear ended in an accident on the highway and burst into flames within seconds. Literally. Burst
into flames. Within seconds. Fortunately everybody got out in time. Also fortunate: cars exploding like that are very rare.