Roger Vile cruised down October road listening to the Jeremy Perks band live in Oslo Sweden on his digital 8-track, but also,Vack cruised down the road in his ugly machine spasm wagon. Vack ran a four way stop.Immediately a hidden police car flashes and charges. He waits inside his car ten minutes,while the pig makes his ca and tag number.Vack takes a hit off a dint ciggy, and sees nude body’s writhing in the flashing light s. The cop comes to the window,eyes and hands jerking and twisting from caffine abuse. “Are you in a hurry?”,the pig asks dribbling thick brown spittle on Vack’s shirt and izod for her shorts. “Lets see your license and registration,quick! “,Vack handed him the papers,and license,the cop produced a lighter and torched them. “You fucking pig!”,the cop slugged him hard,Vack fell back,kicking out with both feet.The cop fell back,and pulled his nightstick. “You just fucked up! The he cop yelled. “No you did!”,Roger howls as he drives by pumping a shot into the officer’s scrotum.He falls a~ Roger rams him,collapsing both lungs,sending pink mucus and coffee spraying out. Vack steps outside to disarm the body and piss on the corpse.