My run in with the Law.
Well, this is an old story but apparently not to many people know about it and if they do, they don't believe me. I thought the going away party story was harder to believe,
Before I came to QLD, I lived in NSW. I'll admit, I prefer living up here now, I wouldn't want to move away even if I had the choice realy, I've met people here I hope I'll know all my life. Besides, there are somethings in NSW I'd rather forget.

One such thing happened about 3 weeks after the 9/11 attacks on American. I used to sell fireworks at school, the 9/11 attacks had the same effect on my business as "Pokemon" had on the card game. Business was booming. It was crazing to comprehend. If I had stocks in fireworks they would have rivaled stocks of Velcro gloves in New Zealand. Another hot product people wanted was bomb recipes. This was my downfall. I started selling the recipes, NOT bombs, just there recipes and someone was stupid enough to be reading one of my recipes in class. Good work fuck wit.

The police were called and I got blamed, I got a tip that the cops were coming and magically I got a stomach ache and was sent home immediately. The cops called me back to the school, I had the thought that once I was at home I was safe as though my home was outside of the Laws grasp.

The cops sat me down. Ask where I had gotten the recipes and seemed amazed when I told them about www.google.com . Seriously, I'm glad its these guys keeping us safe. If they couldn't stop a 13yr old boy, how the fuck are they going to stop Bin Laden. May god have mercy on my soul. The offense was put on my record and that was it. They told me not to do it again and left.

Terrorist beware, don't make bombs or you'll get a talking to you wont soon forget. I almost wish I made some bombs now........