Voodooman, how bout a few cop stories?

voodooman · 11-18-2005

Wow, hmmm, Ok. Although I just finished typing out a grievance against the city manager which was approximatley 3 pages long for being accused of something that I didnt do, I will try to muster enough energy for one or two stories.

Not to long ago I was at the Police Department with my Sgt and one of the District 1 Narcotics Task Force Agent who we will call R. 911 rang and the dispatcher answered it. On the other line was a well known chap we will refer to as Larry, 45 years old, meth/weed/coke/alcohol user with suicidal tendancies. When Larry called he asked for R. The dispatcher told me who was calling and I asked R if he wanted to take the call. R advised that he did not and asked dispatch to find out what Larry wanted. Larry advised dispatch that he wanted R to come to his house because he needed to speak with R about a drug deal that went bad. R told dispatch to tell Larry that he did not have time today and would call him back later. About 2 mins after dispatch hung up the phone, Larry calls back asking for R, this goes on for about 9 911 calls and R finally tells me and my Sgt. to goto his house and wait down the street for R to arrive. I get there, Sgt. arrives after me and then R arrives. We get a game plan together and I drove up and parked one house down from Larrys and Sgt. parks on the other side of the street. We seen this van pulling out of Larry's driveway and the driver flagged R down to tell him that her son has a knife and wants to commit suicide by cop by stabbing R and having me or Sgt. shoot him. R immediatley instructed me to draw my gun and as I did I observed Larry pull the knife from his waistband. I instructed Larry to put the knife down and get on the ground but he wasnt listening. Larry was walking towards me, yelling at me and R. R was in the street, I was in the front yard and Sgt was across the street, all with guns drawn. I started to pull on my trigger and was at the very end of the pull before the gun goes bang. Now here we cannot fire unless the suspect is within 10 feet of us with a weapon. Larry was about 8 feet from me when he all the sudden turned around and took off for his house. Larry threw the knife when he opened his door and we went in after him. Larry was arrested and transported to a mental facility. When Larry got out of the facility, he over dosed on Meth and pain pills and died shorly after.
This story was posted because of his misfortune and all cases against Larry are closed.

Im limited on what I can say as most of my craziness is still pending court but will post another tomorrow.

11-18-2005	#2
voodooman Members Respin bullshit press Your Comments Are Welcomed Join Date: Oct 2002 Posts: 2,695	Re: Voodooman, how bout a few cop stories? Wow, hmmm, Ok. Although I just finished typing out a grievance against the city manager which was approximatley 3 pages long for being accused of something that I didnt do, I will try to muster enough energy for one or two stories. Not to long ago I was at the Police Department with my Sgt and one of the District 1 Narcotics Task Force Agent who we will call R. 911 rang and the dispatcher answered it. On the other line was a well known chap we will refer to as Larry, 45 years old, meth/weed/coke/alcohol user with suicidal tendancies. When Larry called he asked for R. The dispatcher told me who was calling and I asked R if he wanted to take the call. R advised that he did not and asked dispatch to find out what Larry wanted. Larry advised dispatch that he wanted R to come to his house because he needed to speak with R about a drug deal that went bad. R told dispatch to tell Larry that he did not have time today and would call him back later. About 2 mins after dispatch hung up the phone, Larry calls back asking for R, this goes on for about 9 911 calls and R finally tells me and my Sgt. to goto his house and wait down the street for R to arrive. I get there, Sgt. arrives after me and then R arrives. We get a game plan together and I drove up and parked one house down from Larrys and Sgt. parks on the other side of the street. We seen this van pulling out of Larry's driveway and the driver flagged R down to tell him that her son has a knife and wants to commit suicide by cop by stabbing R and having me or Sgt. shoot him. R immediatley instructed me to draw my gun and as I did I observed Larry pull the knife from his waistband. I instructed Larry to put the knife down and get on the ground but he wasnt listening. Larry was walking towards me, yelling at me and R. R was in the street, I was in the front yard and Sgt was across the street, all with guns drawn. I started to pull on my trigger and was at the very end of the pull before the gun goes bang. Now here we cannot fire unless the suspect is within 10 feet of us with a weapon. Larry was about 8 feet from me when he all the sudden turned around and took off for his house. Larry threw the knife when he opened his door and we went in after him. Larry was arrested and transported to a mental facility. When Larry got out of the facility, he over dosed on Meth and pain pills and died shorly after. This story was posted because of his misfortune and all cases against Larry are closed. Im limited on what I can say as most of my craziness is still pending court but will post another tomorrow.