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    As I was leaving my house tonight, i was all dolled up, with hair & makeup, wearing all black, with lot's of cleavage showing, with a GUN belt buckle. Anyways, as i was sitting down at the bench waiting for the bus, an undercover cop car pulled over, and when i looked over, they asked me if i had any Id with me. I'm like sure, here it is... showed them my fucking health card, which by the way says Female on it. Thank god, otherwise, they if it would have said Male on it, they would keep asking me fucking questions all night. Anyways to make this long story short. They were harassing me, cause they probally thought i was a hooker 11:30pm late at night in my very conservtive area at don mills & overlea in east york. Then i asked them, is it my gun belt buckle, is that the real reason why u pulled me over? They were like, well we thought it was real. I'm like oh please, it has sparkles on it for gods sake. They also asked me, where i lived, and where i was going, my height, my age, my weight, if i had any tattos on my body, and so forth, and also what are my eye colour was. I was like say again... he's like what's ur eye colour, i'm like u can't see it yourself with ur own eyes? The other cop was laughing when i said that. He was like well its hard to see, it is dark u know. Fucking discrimination, don't yea think, cause i look different in the suberbs.


    I was like listen, i missed my bus because of you guys, and now i gotta wait another half an hour to wait for the next bus, all this for nothing. You guys are treating me like a criminal, and it's stupid. It has nothing to do with my gun belt buckle, u guys probally assumed i was a whore, or a drug addict. I told them, why don't u go through my purse, and see if i have any drugs, cause i don't any of that. I was like go ahead, if u don't believe me, i got nothing to hide, and i'm not scared. I don't do cocain, or any other drugs of that nature. They refused to check out my purse, after i said that, yup that's right they didn't even bothered. They were just wasting my time. I told them before they left, the only reason why u guys stopped me, is because of my outragouse appearance, but more so because of my BOOBS. They just smiled, and said well, this is a bad area, and people don't normally dress like u down here, so we always gotta make sure and take a look. I was like well, since i missed my bus, it would be nice of u guys, to drop me off at the nearest subway station. They said sorry we can't do that. Fucking retards!!! I was like great, now i gotta spent a $20 taxi cab ride to go to downtown. They asked me where i was going too, i said a strip club, wanna come? Which i lied of course, cause i barred from remingtons. I asked one of the cops if he was from Montreal, cause he sounded french, he said nope, i'm from Russia... talk about flirting with me for fuck sakes! lol


    Anyways, they said not to wear the gun belt buckle again cause it looks real and shit. I was like listen, i have worn this for over a year now, and this is the first time i was pulled over by this. The cops at downtown just smile at me, they don't bother me at all. And i bought it at queen & spadina for $9O at a store called Sirens. They said they only seen that for the past 2-3 months. I was like if u don't believe me, go to the fucking store yourself! Then the other cop asked me if i was Greek, i was like yes i am. He was like ur last name don't sound like it at all. I was like, that's because i'm mixed with yugoslavian with my father's side. I was like how did u know i was greek, he said ur t-shirt has the greek flag on it, which by the way had a cut cleavage showing. Which made me look down below. This just fucking proves that the cops just wanted to make sure if i was a real woman or not and to check out my big fake boobs. Can u believe that shit? Always getting harassed just because i am over the top with my image. Holy fuck! Drama & controversey & attention always follow me everywhere i go 24/7! Anyways the cops never asked me if i was a man or a woman, once i showed them ID which said Female on it. But i did however saw one of the cops had a smile on his face while he was talking to the other cops about me. They were about 6 of them. Did they know i was a tranny or thought i was a dirty drug addict whore?

    B@rbie Swallows


  • #2
    I agree that the gun belt buckle has got to go.lol
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    • #3
      Sounds like you were just a little to Fancy for that neighbourhood.
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      • #4
        Maybe they thought you were black.

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        • #5
          ...

          Is that all?? I was expecting something....exciting.

          LOL

          Oooh do I ever feel inspired to talk about my run ins with the law here in my home town and in TO.

          Go on. Ask me about the Bay Street issue I had last year.

          Better yet ask me about the Danforth Ave confrontation.

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          • #6
            "Go on. Ask me about the Bay Street issue I had last year.

            Better yet ask me about the Danforth Ave confrontation."

            Ok........i'm asking.

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            • #7
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              Wow Paco. I really didn't think of all people you would ask given how we don't see eye to eye but hey we're at least civil with one another.

              Danforth Ave : July 2007

              I was going to see a particular girl that lived off of Danforth and decided to
              make sure to have the sufficient donation on me to give to her when we met. Well, I wasn't even close to what I should have had.

              I was driving around the intersection of Victoria Park and Danforth and was looking desperately for a bank and noticed there was an RBC on the corner. I parked my car at some corner store lot, got out and headed for the bank but then noticed it was closed and strangely enough the ATM's could not be accessed because of some maintenance issue.

              O.k. No problem.

              I get back into my car but before I did noticed up a block or 2 there is another bank. I'm not certain what it was but regardless I stepped into my car drove out of the corner lot and up along Danforth heading into the direction of Bloor St. and found a space along the side of Danforth near the branch. The bank was also closed but the ATM's we're available. Now I looked around like a mad man to make sure there weren't any of those ridiculous meters that charge you an arm and a leg for parking time and also found no signs anywhere about parking restrictions.

              Ok. Again, no problem.

              I walk to the bank and access the ATM. No more than 2 minutes pass by as I begin to head back to my vehicle after doing my business and then notice a cop, meter maid whatever, it was law enforcement obviously writing a ticket and was going to place it on my dashboard. Did I mention this cop/meter maid/whatever had a 10 speed bike?

              Problem.

              I would say I was about oh......40 meters away seeing this guy writing my ticket and I calmly , CALMLY now, walk towards him in a curious but loud voice but NOT angry ask "Hey! What are you doing? What are you charging me for?" The guy didn't even bother to look at me. He kept scribbling away almost desperate to finish writing this ticket burying his nose deep in his book. Well now. If maybe he had looked at me and talked to me then perhaps there wouldn't have been a problem but I KNOW he heard me. He looked so desperate to get his job done.

              Confrontation.

              It didn't take me long to just lose it and quicken my pace to my car and just YELL " Hey, I ASKED what the F*** are you doing?" The smarmy idiot glances at me for a second or two, flips the ticket in his hand and waves it around my front window dashboard. Needless to say I start running towards him and say "Oh yeah?? OH YEAH?? Try doing that crap in front of me!" Yes. THAT got his attention and his stupid smile turned to horrid fear and his face turning white. I guess he was thinking I was extremely stupid and insane and that he had better get the hell out of there.... either that or no ones confronted him before.

              Almost got him.

              Sure enough he just places the ticket on my dash window, positions on his bike and starts to pedal off and I heard him say . "Aw hell." He feverishly pedals and I continue to run at him and was within an arms length of grabbing the bike and was screaming (minus a few choice words) "Yeah you better run, you better damn run" desperately trying to grab him. Unfortunately I was running out of breath and saw his lead increase and that was the end.

              Humiliation.

              To make matters worse when returning to my vehicle there is the 30$ ticket for "parking to close to the curb" Oh yeah cops don't write tickets to meet quotas .... oh helllll no ... even better as I looked over my ticket some dude on the sidewalk just looked at me and laughed and said . "I saw the whole thing." after which I just got into my car and politely showed him he was "Number 1".

              Now whether you believe it or not I don't care but there are those who know me here that could vouch that Rantsalot has a "thing" for rule breaking when it comes to driving on the road and all that.

              Especially in Toronto.

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              • #8
                Originally posted by Rantsalot View Post

                Danforth Ave : July-August 2007



                Now whether you believe it or not I don't care but there are those who know me here that could vouch that Rantsalot has a "thing" for rule breaking when it comes to driving on the road and all that.

                Aaaaahhhh! Don't I know that!!! July-August summer of 2007, the summer I will always remember (but don't want to )


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                • #9
                  That's pretty rough. I hate the the cops here. I came home late one night from Goodhandy's about a month ago and then got off the highway and decided instead of waiting ten minutes to make a fucking left hand turn that I would make a right on the red and do a u-turn. I must add it did it all in one fast move. Needless to say some cop in a black Impala pulls me over after I made the u-turn since I couldn't see his concealed car. He pulls me over and asks me if I drank and then asks me if I know what I did wrong. Am I fucking stupid, of course I know what I did wrong. He then tells me I failed to stop at the red light when I made the right turn. In my brain I'm laughing because this fool didn't even mention me going over the speed limit and making the u-turn, probably accounts for wreckless driving. Anyways, he tells me it's a $300 ticket and some points. Then he got some special call and says to me, "Take care." I was so happy yet still thought the situation was messed up. As I drove home since I live close to the highway exit, three unmarked cop cars past me. What a waste of tax dollars. Put those fuckers and Jane and Finch so we can see how tough they really are. You won't be seeing them bikes there handing out tickets to 1990 Firefly's, Geo's and Tempo's or else they would get shot. What's really more important, hard crime of soft crime. Clearly parking to close to a curb is of higher importance than rape in the alley.

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                  • #10
                    Thanks for your address Barbie, I'll be sure to keep a close eye on that corner when I drive by. Give us some more information on where you hang out and their related intersections. We'll have a Barbie detection system. Oh and by the way, if I were the cop pulling you over it would probably perform a more through search of the suspected drugs, perhaps a cavity search could be warranted

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                    • #11
                      the store is called Siren, not Sirens

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