Cop on Detail Freaky Deak

"You're arrested for being a sexy bitch!"

Back in Boston and last night Dar and I are leaving a dive on Newbury past closing, a privilege earned during the sleepless nights of college, studying and being admitted to the bar at the ripe old age of 18, and the Cop on Detail Freaky Deak says, "Why the hell are you guys leaving?" He insists/practically demands us to go back in. We're not ones to argue with authority and I didn't want to be disbarred so of course we oblige.

Within minutes Freaky Deak has changed out of uniform and is inside buying us drinks. At 4:30ish I call a headache audible and Officer Deak insists on driving us home in his brand new Chevy police cruiser, which I should mention was gorgeous, not without stopping for sustenance at our favorite Chinatown establishment. Thanks tax dollars for a night out on the town!

I guess Freaky Deak's idea of cleaning up the mean streets of Boston was by getting 2 girls in floral summer dresses off the streets. I'd say he would probably blow a 2.0 Freaky Deak on the breathalyser.

Side note: Cop Deak demanded Dar's digits. Stay tuned for any updates.