"Perfection didn't exist until you were born."
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Tom KaulitzI was supposed to be getting my badge and gun today, but I also found out that in order to become a cop I have to get strip searched.
I wasn't too worried about it, until I found out who did the strip searches.
I whistled, going into the secluded room with Joe. "You sure you wanna do this?" I turned around, now facing him.
"We'll be quick. In and out, it's not that I don't trust you it's mandatory." He explained, yeah that's not what I was worried about.
This is his problem now, he asked for it.
"Okay, first you have to let your hair down." He took out his clipboard, I did as he said already knowing what the routine was.
I raked my fingers through my dreads, doing a full turn. He made me take a step forward, and open my mouth, lifting my lips over my gums.
I stuck out my tongue, running a finger down my gums. Joe nodded. "Good hygiene."
Is that supposed to be a compliment?
I snorted, moving back to take my shirt off. I lifted my hands up in the air, and slowly turned around in a circle.
I undid my jeans, stepping out from the leg holes. "You know, I don't have anything shoved up my ass." I cleared my throat.
"Boy just strip."
I began laughing, as I took off my boxers.
He took one glance, before placing a hand on his forehead. "Oh, mary mother of Jesus." Joe groaned, I did warn him.
"Tom, why in the hell!?"
I shrugged. "I felt like it."
"You felt like getting a penis tattoo and then felt like getting it bedazzled?" He pointed to my lower half with his pen.
"It's not bedazzled, it's called a tip piercing." I corrected him.
"Well, actually if you want to be specific it's called a Prince Albert."
"I don't care what Prince it is, why the hell would you do that?!"
I just said, because I felt like it.
"I'll squat and cough, don't worry." I patted his shoulder, now turning so my rear was in his direction. He slapped my back, throwing my pants on me.
"No wonder she got pregnant you fool!"
I crossed my arms. "You're the one who wanted to do this. I warned you!"
"You weren't clear enough!"
Well shit.
"Okay, i'm gonna go to Alexa now.... because she shouldn't be alone with the baby for too long, just give me my badge tonight." I smiled.
"You're a damn idiot."
Yeah, i've heard that one already.
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