Me and my boys in blue protecting the city from the drag queens at the annual "High-Heel Drag Race". Last year things got out of control and department stores everywhere were stripped of their mascara and panty hose.
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I hope you don't ever have to serve people that can't even grow their own hair! By the way, your blog is fantastic. Now you know what it's like to look gay at work, and while going to and from work. I read about you calling people and talking about trucks, but it also helps to scratch yourself, spit on the sidewalk, and punch some random person in the face. That's manly. Oh, and no more quoting "When Harry Met Sally" as you're wont to do.
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