When little kids dream about their future careers, becoming a police officer is at the top of many lists. But as they grow up, they start realizing that the job is much more demanding than chasing criminals, playing the hero, and saving the day. This deters a lot of them from ever becoming one, never really getting to know what such a profession really entails.
For those who are still curious about what a police officer’s job looks like, we compiled a list of real-life stories shared by people working in law enforcement themselves. Scroll down to check them out, and don’t forget to upvote the ones that surprised you the most.
#21
My mom has been a police officer for quite some time now (over 10 years i guess) and she had this habit of giving her personal phone number for emergencies.
One time, some crazy woman called her telling her that she keeps seeing green orbs on the wall and that the government wants to expose her to radiation so the aliens could take her.
One time, some crazy woman called her telling her that she keeps seeing green orbs on the wall and that the government wants to expose her to radiation so the aliens could take her.
19points
#22
I ain't a cop, but my dad is, and this happened when I was on a ridealong with him quite a few years ago....relatively short one this time.
After eating our lunch, we went down to a runoff point so he could finish some of his reports (that's usually why you see a lot of cops on the side somewhere that isn't directly connected to the main road), I was on my phone watching some videos, when he got called in to check something that was happening up the road. I was sitting in the car the entire time this happened.
Headed up the road to a construction site (by that time it had been active but non-progressing for five years), where a bunch of people were just standing around looking weird...dressed in weird suits and obvious fake construction costumes with fake hardhats. A representative of the construction company had called the police down when these people showed up and didn't say a single thing for hours, backup arrived and about six cops were trying to get two dozen people to say anything.
After a half hour passed, every single one of the trespassers began to dance and music began to blare from portable speakers, it went on until the song ended, at which point one of the dancers stood up and said "Danielle , Kyle has an important question for you". Everyone was motionless until the person who stood up started looking around and asked if either of those people were there.
It took another five minutes before a threat of arresting everyone came to head and got the speaker to finally begin talking about what was going on, turns out someone had hired a flash mob crew (they were a bigger thing back then) for a marriage proposal, but no one showed up. After all of that was done, my dad found out that the person who hired the flash mob did so to rob a jewelry store up the road and assumed that the flash mob would draw all the police to the site, not having enough intelligence to realize a flash mob trespassing on a mostly empty machine free yard wouldn't rank higher than an armed robbery of a jewelry store.
The guy was clever in a "yes yes yes, no" kind of way, the idea was logical but the e*******n and targets were absolute dogshit, he bragged about it, and was stupid enough to think that saying "you can't prove the flash mob was me!"....when literally no one asked him about the flash mob, he was smart but also extremely dumb. His name was actually Kyle, his wife is actually named Danielle, and he paid the flash mob crew with his own money...dumb. I would pay to have a video of his lawyers face, I doubt it was a fun day for them.
After eating our lunch, we went down to a runoff point so he could finish some of his reports (that's usually why you see a lot of cops on the side somewhere that isn't directly connected to the main road), I was on my phone watching some videos, when he got called in to check something that was happening up the road. I was sitting in the car the entire time this happened.
Headed up the road to a construction site (by that time it had been active but non-progressing for five years), where a bunch of people were just standing around looking weird...dressed in weird suits and obvious fake construction costumes with fake hardhats. A representative of the construction company had called the police down when these people showed up and didn't say a single thing for hours, backup arrived and about six cops were trying to get two dozen people to say anything.
After a half hour passed, every single one of the trespassers began to dance and music began to blare from portable speakers, it went on until the song ended, at which point one of the dancers stood up and said "Danielle , Kyle has an important question for you". Everyone was motionless until the person who stood up started looking around and asked if either of those people were there.
It took another five minutes before a threat of arresting everyone came to head and got the speaker to finally begin talking about what was going on, turns out someone had hired a flash mob crew (they were a bigger thing back then) for a marriage proposal, but no one showed up. After all of that was done, my dad found out that the person who hired the flash mob did so to rob a jewelry store up the road and assumed that the flash mob would draw all the police to the site, not having enough intelligence to realize a flash mob trespassing on a mostly empty machine free yard wouldn't rank higher than an armed robbery of a jewelry store.
The guy was clever in a "yes yes yes, no" kind of way, the idea was logical but the e*******n and targets were absolute dogshit, he bragged about it, and was stupid enough to think that saying "you can't prove the flash mob was me!"....when literally no one asked him about the flash mob, he was smart but also extremely dumb. His name was actually Kyle, his wife is actually named Danielle, and he paid the flash mob crew with his own money...dumb. I would pay to have a video of his lawyers face, I doubt it was a fun day for them.
18points
#23
I know a guy, who was a cop in Texas when I was in middle school. He told me about this one time this woman called 911 because her house was haunted. He preceded to put handcuffs on an invisible "ghost" and acted like he was putting it in the police car.
18points
#24
I just asked my dad, who was a cop for 30+ years.
He told me he pulled over a car full of "Woodchucks", older drunkards from a rural area in the Northeast area of the US. He was in his late 20's at the time, so in good shape compared to the drunks. I think there were 4. While my dad was processing the driver, he had him in the front seat of his car. Once the guy realized he was probably going to be arrested, he started ripping the radio and anything he could grab out of his car. He grabbed my dad and pulled him out of the passenger side of his vehicle and onto the ground. My dad landed between this guy's legs and into some kind of leg-lock chokehold. The guy, during all this, has started to scream to his friends to get his gun and k**l him. Once he has him in a leg-lock, he looks down and says "now I'm gonna k**l you." before he starts to choke my dad with his legs. I guess backup showed up just in time, or had been there, the deputy at the time hit him in the head with a baton and sent him out.
He told me he pulled over a car full of "Woodchucks", older drunkards from a rural area in the Northeast area of the US. He was in his late 20's at the time, so in good shape compared to the drunks. I think there were 4. While my dad was processing the driver, he had him in the front seat of his car. Once the guy realized he was probably going to be arrested, he started ripping the radio and anything he could grab out of his car. He grabbed my dad and pulled him out of the passenger side of his vehicle and onto the ground. My dad landed between this guy's legs and into some kind of leg-lock chokehold. The guy, during all this, has started to scream to his friends to get his gun and k**l him. Once he has him in a leg-lock, he looks down and says "now I'm gonna k**l you." before he starts to choke my dad with his legs. I guess backup showed up just in time, or had been there, the deputy at the time hit him in the head with a baton and sent him out.
17points
#25
Dispatched to a double stabbing. Two victims outside, one adult male with a large would to his neck and his adult daughter with a wound to her scalp. They were in stable condition but I could hear screaming and yelling from inside the apartment. They said the suspect (ex-wife/stepmother) is still in the house with other possible victims. I approach the door and its already been kicked in and there’s a trail of blood leading outside. There’s blood on the floor and and the walls, looked like a slasher film. I go in as it is an active situation and luckily and second officer showed up and followed me in pretty quickly. We’re inside the apartment and the screaming is so loud we can’t hear each other. Two distinct voices, one yelling “momma” and the other just incoherent screaming. We start checking doors and find one that’s locked. I announce myself but got no response. I then raise my foot to blast the door open. As I do the families 18 year old Down syndrome daughter opens the door and runs at me and grabs me around the waist. Her forehead runs into the muzzle of my pistol. I’ve never been so close to pulling the trigger and it would have ruined so many lives. Her mother was in the next room covered in blood, but was apprehended without issue. I really thought I was going to bust the door in to find an active stabbing.
That was my rookie year. I’m so thankful I didn’t immediately react and took an extra half second to identify the situation. Opposite side of the coin though, if it was suspect that opened the door I would have definitely been stuck with the knife before I got a round off.
That was my rookie year. I’m so thankful I didn’t immediately react and took an extra half second to identify the situation. Opposite side of the coin though, if it was suspect that opened the door I would have definitely been stuck with the knife before I got a round off.
17points
#26
Not a police officer, dad was.The weirdest one that comes to mind is a guy SCREAMING at the top of his lungs, in public threatening to order a pizza. Yup, you heard it right. Stomping in traffic, yelling at passers by, and why because he wants to order food. Dad never found out what was wrong with him except he was not on d***s.
16points
#27
This is my uncle's story but he doesn't have Reddit so I'm telling it but the short version is he pulled a car over and they were drunk so he cuffed them. He let the people call someone to get them or the car I don't really remember what he said but when those people came they were drunk so he cuffed them. Then he let them call someone and they were drunk. This happened so many times he ran out of cuffs and had to use zipties.
16points
#28
A sheriff I know recalled the story of being a rookie. Had a decomp body at the bottom of a ravine from a car crash. Since he was the rookie, he got the bottom of the bag on the climb back up. This was back in the 70's, so technology of zippers wasn't up to the task at hand. While huffing it up the side of the hill, the juices started swishing back and forth. Some made it out of a gap in the zipper. Said sheriff was in the middle of filling his lungs with cool crisp air. Large glob of dead guy juice bullseye's directly in his mouth.... 40 years later, he can still taste it...
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#29
Sorry for being late and for not being a police officer, but my friend’s dad had to stop a man from taking his own life by jumping off of the edge of a huge mountain. In the end he had to tackle him down and the whole time the man was screaming and crying and apologising for his mistakes. The way he told me about it was heartbreaking, and you could hear the emotion in his voice. Definitely one of my least favourite sleepovers.
15points
#30
Went to a job where a guy was smashing up a garage and putting his fist through a window to get into a house. There was also reports of a bit of blood.
Me and my offsider rock and there is this guy, bit of blood on him and screw driver in hand. We couldn’t properly see the screw driver, and in the early morning light, it looked like a knife. So my partner calls knife, I reach for my gun, then the guy quickly says it’s a screw driver, puts it away, hands up. We arrest him for criminal damage and then we ask the question, what’s going on?
Well, this guy and a female friend, were playing board games all night and drinking and end up playing the Firefly board game. He starts acting “douchey” (her words) and kicks him out of the house after an argument erupts of dice rolling.
He smashes a window, cuts his hand up, smashes the garage door to get his car out, then we arrive. Nearly drawing our guns... over a f*****g board game argument!
TLDR; we nearly shot some guy over a board game.
Me and my offsider rock and there is this guy, bit of blood on him and screw driver in hand. We couldn’t properly see the screw driver, and in the early morning light, it looked like a knife. So my partner calls knife, I reach for my gun, then the guy quickly says it’s a screw driver, puts it away, hands up. We arrest him for criminal damage and then we ask the question, what’s going on?
Well, this guy and a female friend, were playing board games all night and drinking and end up playing the Firefly board game. He starts acting “douchey” (her words) and kicks him out of the house after an argument erupts of dice rolling.
He smashes a window, cuts his hand up, smashes the garage door to get his car out, then we arrive. Nearly drawing our guns... over a f*****g board game argument!
TLDR; we nearly shot some guy over a board game.
15points
#31
Attended a structural fire in a downtown high rise. Was tasked with evacuating local residents in case the building collapsed.
Third house I went to, the guy answers in a full bunny suit with gas mask propped up in his head. English wasn’t his first language, and as I was trying to communicate that he needed to evacuate, it became clear he was running a m**h lab inside. Arrested Asian Walter White, and then had to sit in the shadow of the structure fire keeping eyes on the house while waiting for CLEAR (clandestine lab) team to show up. In that time fire trucks basically surrounded my vehicle so I couldn’t move it, even after CLEAR team moved in. Walter had his lawyer call in my pc, and it was about 10 hours before we could head back to cells. I’ve never had to p**s so badly in my life.
Third house I went to, the guy answers in a full bunny suit with gas mask propped up in his head. English wasn’t his first language, and as I was trying to communicate that he needed to evacuate, it became clear he was running a m**h lab inside. Arrested Asian Walter White, and then had to sit in the shadow of the structure fire keeping eyes on the house while waiting for CLEAR (clandestine lab) team to show up. In that time fire trucks basically surrounded my vehicle so I couldn’t move it, even after CLEAR team moved in. Walter had his lawyer call in my pc, and it was about 10 hours before we could head back to cells. I’ve never had to p**s so badly in my life.
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#32
My first day on the job with a small dept. Get an animal complaint at a house along the river. RP states there are some angry geese in her yard that won't let her out her door.
My FTO (field training officer) and I roll up. Sure enough, a gaggle of 8 big angry geese in the yard are basically barricading the little old lady in her house.
We try to make noise and scatter them. They have no fear and go on the offensive. We retreat to take cover behind the squad car as we formulate a plan. We decide we will use the dog control poles, which we normally use to wrangle loose dogs, to try and catch the geese while keeping them a safe distance from us. The FTO gives me the brand new pole that has yet to be used.
The FTO and I both grab a pole and head back into battle. I get close to one and it takes off running. I follow in hot pursuit. I get within reach and make a diving leap with the pole and somehow manage to get the noose around it's neck and pull it tight. As my body crashes to the ground, the pole falls free of my grasp. I watch in shock as the d**n goose runs into the river dragging the brand new control pole behind. I figured the goose would slip the noose once in the water and the pole would go to the bottom of the river. Great, now the chief is gonna be pissed I lost the brand new pole in the river...
Well, the next day we got a call from a bus driver reporting kids on the bus we're upset that they could see a dead goose as they crossed the bridge and it appeared someone strangled it with some kind of pole... Oh F...
Sure enough that d**n goose from the day before never shook the noose and managed to get the pole stuck on a piece of drift wood, pulled the noose tight and strangled itself right in view of the school kids heading over the bridge on the bus...
The FTO and I headed over to the boat launch and commandeered a pontoon boat, headed to the dead goose and plucked it from the river. The boater was not quite sure what to think of the whole ordeal but we all ended up having a good laugh and I got our new animal control pole back!
I never lived it down.
Tl;dr: Got in an altercation with a goose, lost the departments new animal control pole, upset a bunch of kids on their way to school and commandeered a boat to retrieve the now accidentally dead goose.
My FTO (field training officer) and I roll up. Sure enough, a gaggle of 8 big angry geese in the yard are basically barricading the little old lady in her house.
We try to make noise and scatter them. They have no fear and go on the offensive. We retreat to take cover behind the squad car as we formulate a plan. We decide we will use the dog control poles, which we normally use to wrangle loose dogs, to try and catch the geese while keeping them a safe distance from us. The FTO gives me the brand new pole that has yet to be used.
The FTO and I both grab a pole and head back into battle. I get close to one and it takes off running. I follow in hot pursuit. I get within reach and make a diving leap with the pole and somehow manage to get the noose around it's neck and pull it tight. As my body crashes to the ground, the pole falls free of my grasp. I watch in shock as the d**n goose runs into the river dragging the brand new control pole behind. I figured the goose would slip the noose once in the water and the pole would go to the bottom of the river. Great, now the chief is gonna be pissed I lost the brand new pole in the river...
Well, the next day we got a call from a bus driver reporting kids on the bus we're upset that they could see a dead goose as they crossed the bridge and it appeared someone strangled it with some kind of pole... Oh F...
Sure enough that d**n goose from the day before never shook the noose and managed to get the pole stuck on a piece of drift wood, pulled the noose tight and strangled itself right in view of the school kids heading over the bridge on the bus...
The FTO and I headed over to the boat launch and commandeered a pontoon boat, headed to the dead goose and plucked it from the river. The boater was not quite sure what to think of the whole ordeal but we all ended up having a good laugh and I got our new animal control pole back!
I never lived it down.
Tl;dr: Got in an altercation with a goose, lost the departments new animal control pole, upset a bunch of kids on their way to school and commandeered a boat to retrieve the now accidentally dead goose.
14points
#33
I'm not the cop, but my uncle was, and this story isn't even about him.
My little cousin got pulled over for suspected dui in the county my uncle worked at. Rather than playing the "I'm so sorry officer, can I call my grandfather? he's a retired state trooper" card, the little j*****s goes "do you even know who I am?" runs away, hugs a tree, where the officer prys him off, and he f*****g spits on the cop.
He spent the night in jail, I'm pretty sure his license was revoked, and my uncle brought him in to personally apologize to the cop he spit on and tell them this is not how he was raised. I'm pretty sure he was like 21 when this happened. Don't know anything else more other than that the situation could have gone a lot better for him if he didn't go all diva on them.
My little cousin got pulled over for suspected dui in the county my uncle worked at. Rather than playing the "I'm so sorry officer, can I call my grandfather? he's a retired state trooper" card, the little j*****s goes "do you even know who I am?" runs away, hugs a tree, where the officer prys him off, and he f*****g spits on the cop.
He spent the night in jail, I'm pretty sure his license was revoked, and my uncle brought him in to personally apologize to the cop he spit on and tell them this is not how he was raised. I'm pretty sure he was like 21 when this happened. Don't know anything else more other than that the situation could have gone a lot better for him if he didn't go all diva on them.
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#34
Not a police officer, but my Mom did not have the best childhood. One day Mom was spending the night at her friends house. Her friend's parents started arguing. She heard the mom say "what are you going to do? Shoot me?" Followed by a gunshot. The farther called the police then sat on the steps outside until the police came. He had shot her in the head.
14points
#35
Responded to call from a young male who attempted to shoot himself and survived. When I arrived, he was crawling on the ground holding his guts in. He was shirtless with a huge X drawn on his chest in sharpie.
Inside, there was a letter addressed to his ex -gf with tear stains, practice rounds fired in a closet, and a .22 rifle near a desk chair.
As they were loading him into the back of the ambulance, he said "ma'am, may I give you some advice?" to which I replied, "if you think you're qualified to do so...". His sage advice: "don't ever try to shoot yourself in a rolling desk chair". Aimed for the sharpie X, recoil rolled him back, and he got a gut shot instead. Missed everything vital and survived.
Inside, there was a letter addressed to his ex -gf with tear stains, practice rounds fired in a closet, and a .22 rifle near a desk chair.
As they were loading him into the back of the ambulance, he said "ma'am, may I give you some advice?" to which I replied, "if you think you're qualified to do so...". His sage advice: "don't ever try to shoot yourself in a rolling desk chair". Aimed for the sharpie X, recoil rolled him back, and he got a gut shot instead. Missed everything vital and survived.
13points
#36
Not an officer, dad was.
Told me about the one time he experienced a suspect dying on him.
He only told me that he was chasing down one white kid, and he suspects him to be high as f**k because he's running fast as a dog on a rat.
Kid tries to climb a gate or something, but dad grabs him and boom. Kids dead in his arms
Dad, a black police officer, starts thinking "Ooh, f**k. They're gonna say I k**led this white boy." This takes place in Florida, if that clears anything up. Probably won't.
Come to find out, the guy had been high as f**k alright. High on c*****e to the point of c*****e psychosis.
As dad had grabbed him, his heart either exploded or gave out. F**k.
Dad didn't get in trouble, but this puts all this Florida man c**p into perspective.
Also told me about how he slapped a dirty/crooked superior officer so bad the guy flinched around him. Dad's Dad saw this and said, "You was a mean officer wasn't you?" To which Dad replies in his usual blood knightedness, "Yesss sir.".
Told me about the one time he experienced a suspect dying on him.
He only told me that he was chasing down one white kid, and he suspects him to be high as f**k because he's running fast as a dog on a rat.
Kid tries to climb a gate or something, but dad grabs him and boom. Kids dead in his arms
Dad, a black police officer, starts thinking "Ooh, f**k. They're gonna say I k**led this white boy." This takes place in Florida, if that clears anything up. Probably won't.
Come to find out, the guy had been high as f**k alright. High on c*****e to the point of c*****e psychosis.
As dad had grabbed him, his heart either exploded or gave out. F**k.
Dad didn't get in trouble, but this puts all this Florida man c**p into perspective.
Also told me about how he slapped a dirty/crooked superior officer so bad the guy flinched around him. Dad's Dad saw this and said, "You was a mean officer wasn't you?" To which Dad replies in his usual blood knightedness, "Yesss sir.".
11points
#37
This was a house party gone wrong, some underage kids were boozing in one of the small neighborhoods in my area, soon they became loud and obnoxious and even started throwing things at the neighbors who asked them to quiet down.
The party was at some kid's house let's call him Gunner, he was one of the "cool kids" and so a lot of kids came to the party.
When they started to throw stuff at the neighbors that's when they called me and my partner in. We arrived at the scene and everything was messed up, a lot of drunk kids everywhere too drunk to even run away from us some of the cars had broken windows others were covered with toilet paper.
We asked one of the kids who's house it was and we obviously got to Gunner.
We asked him where is parents were and he just yelled: "F**k you pigs I ain't snitching" and started to run away from us. We obviously followed but we tried to do it as cautiously as possible because he was an underage drunk kid.
We eventually got into the kitchen, gunner was just standing there with his back to us and he started laughing manically.
We asked if he's ok and asked to speak to his parents.
Gunner turned around and he had a knife in his hand, my partner Mick started freaking out, he wasn't sure if he should pull his gun or tazer or w/e on an underage drunk kid.
I immediately tried to calm the situation down and then I heard an older mature voice: "Gunner, why the f**k is there a cop car outside?"
Enter Gunner's father, Mark.
Mark was a big guy and he had a lot of tattoos, scary looking dude.
As soon as he was about to enter the kitchen Gunner threw the knife at us and ran.
Mark saw the knife flying but didn't see anyone else but me and my partner, he immediately lost his s**t, he ran at my partner punched him in the stomach then started punching him in the head my partner plummeted 16 ft through a table. That was back in 1998, gotta tell you it was hell but the guy ended up in a cell.
The party was at some kid's house let's call him Gunner, he was one of the "cool kids" and so a lot of kids came to the party.
When they started to throw stuff at the neighbors that's when they called me and my partner in. We arrived at the scene and everything was messed up, a lot of drunk kids everywhere too drunk to even run away from us some of the cars had broken windows others were covered with toilet paper.
We asked one of the kids who's house it was and we obviously got to Gunner.
We asked him where is parents were and he just yelled: "F**k you pigs I ain't snitching" and started to run away from us. We obviously followed but we tried to do it as cautiously as possible because he was an underage drunk kid.
We eventually got into the kitchen, gunner was just standing there with his back to us and he started laughing manically.
We asked if he's ok and asked to speak to his parents.
Gunner turned around and he had a knife in his hand, my partner Mick started freaking out, he wasn't sure if he should pull his gun or tazer or w/e on an underage drunk kid.
I immediately tried to calm the situation down and then I heard an older mature voice: "Gunner, why the f**k is there a cop car outside?"
Enter Gunner's father, Mark.
Mark was a big guy and he had a lot of tattoos, scary looking dude.
As soon as he was about to enter the kitchen Gunner threw the knife at us and ran.
Mark saw the knife flying but didn't see anyone else but me and my partner, he immediately lost his s**t, he ran at my partner punched him in the stomach then started punching him in the head my partner plummeted 16 ft through a table. That was back in 1998, gotta tell you it was hell but the guy ended up in a cell.
10points
#38
My law enforcement teacher who was still a police officer at the time told us a story about how he chased a dude on PCP. I think it was him and his partner chasing and the dude got to like a thick wooden wall and apparently punched through it and my teacher and his partner kinda Nopes the hell out and called for back up.
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#39
My brother is a cop and he often shares his stories with me. I guess I could say this story is NSFW?Anyways, he tells me that he received a call from a dispatcher saying that there has been screams reported in an apartment building. There were no other details.
My brother reports to the scene, just outside the door of the apartment building. Sure enough, there’s yelling. A lady is belligerently yelling, “get it out, get it out!” My brother pounds on the locked door. The lady eventually responds, saying “I can’t get to the door, please, help me! Maybe my son can get the door. I need to get it out!” My brother waits a bit, still not knowing what’s going on. He hears a voice of a little boy, saying that he can’t reach the door k**b to unlock it. My brother talks him through some steps he can take to unlock the door. Finally, the little boy is able to unlock it. He opens the door. A violently putrid smell hits me brother immediately. The little boy seems clueless and quiet. My brother notices burnt spoons and d***s (my memory has failed me specifically which) scattered across the floor. He follows the voice to the room, still yelling, “please help, get it out!” He enters the room and there is blood splattered absolutely everywhere, the floor, the walls. He sees a man with his fist inside the yelling woman’s v****a. She continues to yell. “Get it out, I can feel the demon inside me, get it out!”
Not sure how the whole situation was deescalated . However, after further investigation, turns out the heavy d**g using couple went to a psychic/fortune teller where the lady was told that she has something evil inside of her (something along those lines). Shortly after, the couple made their way to the apartment and have s*x. As he is inside of her, he says, “I think I can feel the demon inside of you! Can you feel it?” And she responds, “Yes, I do feel it! Put your hand in there! Get the demon out! Get it out!” Which leads to the scene that my brother walks into.
TL;DR heavy d**g using couple believe there is a demon inside the woman of relationship after a psychic reading. They have s*x and both believe they feel the demon inside her. This leads to the man digging inside her v****a with his hand in order to evacuate said demon.
My brother reports to the scene, just outside the door of the apartment building. Sure enough, there’s yelling. A lady is belligerently yelling, “get it out, get it out!” My brother pounds on the locked door. The lady eventually responds, saying “I can’t get to the door, please, help me! Maybe my son can get the door. I need to get it out!” My brother waits a bit, still not knowing what’s going on. He hears a voice of a little boy, saying that he can’t reach the door k**b to unlock it. My brother talks him through some steps he can take to unlock the door. Finally, the little boy is able to unlock it. He opens the door. A violently putrid smell hits me brother immediately. The little boy seems clueless and quiet. My brother notices burnt spoons and d***s (my memory has failed me specifically which) scattered across the floor. He follows the voice to the room, still yelling, “please help, get it out!” He enters the room and there is blood splattered absolutely everywhere, the floor, the walls. He sees a man with his fist inside the yelling woman’s v****a. She continues to yell. “Get it out, I can feel the demon inside me, get it out!”
Not sure how the whole situation was deescalated . However, after further investigation, turns out the heavy d**g using couple went to a psychic/fortune teller where the lady was told that she has something evil inside of her (something along those lines). Shortly after, the couple made their way to the apartment and have s*x. As he is inside of her, he says, “I think I can feel the demon inside of you! Can you feel it?” And she responds, “Yes, I do feel it! Put your hand in there! Get the demon out! Get it out!” Which leads to the scene that my brother walks into.
TL;DR heavy d**g using couple believe there is a demon inside the woman of relationship after a psychic reading. They have s*x and both believe they feel the demon inside her. This leads to the man digging inside her v****a with his hand in order to evacuate said demon.
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#40
My dads a cop. One time Owen Wilson was filming a movie in the city my dad is a cop in. My dad caught him intoxicated peeing in a bush in public.
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