If you're afraid of getting a rotten apple, don't go to the barrel. Get it off the tree.
You just fulfilled the first rule of law enforcement: make sure when your shift is over you go home alive. Here endeth the lesson.
Have the lambs stopped screaming?
- He hissed at you. What did he say?
- He said, "I can smell your cunt."
- I see. I myself cannot.
A census taker once tried to test me. I ate his liver with some fava beans and a nice chianti.
- Word is they're going to repeal Prohibition. What'll you do then?
- I think I'll have a drink.