This was not a police courtesy that was done with a wink and a nod ... because of some sort of brotherhood. We discovered a hole in the system. Hopefully, that hole will be addressed.

[...] the thought of entering that stale, tomb-like house again caused my skin to break out into braille.

I’m so sick of political correctness. I’m suffocated by it. We’re so goddamn politically correct that we lose our individualism, our definition as human beings. Don’t you agree?

Thanks for all the police protection -- courtesy of G-Unit.

I feel so safe tonight with all of this police protection courtesy of G-Unit,

Courtesy is the grease that lubricates society.