The Mar Chine Ambassador A Steak and a Blow Job
I don't know if I hate this job of mine, love it, loathe it, or can even endure it much longer, but one thing I can't say about it is that it's never boring. About as close to 'boring' as it gets is dealing with the outrage of the cop screaming in my face, trying to think of a way to threaten me into doing something about the scene across the street. No way buddy; I've had bigger fish in the pond screaming at me in that same outraged way before. The assistant director of the FBI had been...