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Re: Kneel, or you're racist!
True story:
A man was doing yard work, so he wasn't looking his Sunday best. His kids were at grandma's, who lives about 8 houses down the street. She called him and told them that they were ready to come home. He starts walking down the street to her house and a little over half-way, out of nowhere he hears, "WOOP! WOOP!", and a cop pulls up next to him and asks him what he's doing and where he's going. He states that he is walking down to his mother-in-law's house to pick up his kids. The cop asks if he has his license or ID. He doesn't have it on him because he was doing yard work and his wallet was on the table on the foyer of his house. The cop asks him his name and where he lives and begins running his name. At that time, his kids see him and he hears "Daddy! Daddy!", as they run up to greet him. The officer looks "disappointed" as he "click-ity-clack-ities" on the computer in his car and sarcastically says, "Well, I guess it's your lucky day.", and drives off.
Ummm... what gives??? You're not allowed to walk down the street of your own neighborhood to pick up your kids anymore?
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