Police states ...

They'd better pray they don't run into an asshole like me who has no qualms about shooting back:

Mayor Cheye Calvo got home from work, saw a package addressed to his wife on the front porch and brought it inside, putting it on a table.

Suddenly, police with guns drawn kicked in the door and stormed in, shooting to death the couple's two dogs and seizing the unopened package.

In it were 32 pounds of marijuana. But the drugs evidently didn't belong to the couple.

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I gave up being scared of assholes with guns, especially cops, about 30 years ago. Amazing how you look at things after having people actually trying to kill you. Badge or no badge, you try to kick in my front door, you're gonna get blown off the porch by a load 00-buck in your chest, period.

Like I told one young cop when a buncha idiots were trying to make a crack house in the abandoned home across the street and I had to handle the situation myself: "I was killing Communists before you were a gleam in your daddy's eye. The next time I call you, it'll be to bring bodybags."

Don't fuck with the crazy white boy ...