So last night I was at House of Thor, watching Area 69 and Glutton for Punishment play, and a cop showed up to the bar. He pops in, starts drinking, in uniform, and when he gets done he gets in his cop car and starts peeling out in the parking lot to show off his Interceptor cop engine.
So he takes off, goes home, changes into street clothes, and comes back in to drink more and party. At this point Glutton for Punishment are playing their cover of "America! Fuck Yeah!" from America World Police. I've been head banging and moshing with the owner of the bar this whole time ( Doc is a cool mother fucker. Vietnam vet, 3 tours, 5 purple hearts, 58 years old and still fucks 21 year old chicks) and this cop starts getting in the pit.
This is the part where I find out I'm tougher than most cops.
Anways, so GFP is playing "America! Fuck Yeah!" and I start making fun of America by doing the Nazi Salute whenever they say "America" because that's basically what we are now, a bunch of fucking Nazis. So this cop starts getting all into it, doing the Nazi salute only... he's NOT joking. And he starts asking around if anyone knows any members of the Aryan Brotherhood.
Now, the fucked up part of this is that I DO know a member of the Aryan Brotherhood, my old vocalist Skinhead Adam. I of course don't bring this up, as I don't really feel like helping Skinheads recruit. The Soul City Rockers are annoying enough as Trady Irish S.h.a.r.p.s, let alone Adam's full blown "lets raise a shitload of blue-eyed white babies" skinhead colony shit.
So basically.. yeah. I started a mosh pit with a Nazi cop and a Vietnam vet with more shrapnel in his head than sense.
Good times were had by all.
'cept the coloreds.