Untold Stories of the Franklin Police Department

Franklin , Tennessee - by BVD , while sharing some "Shine-N-Grass" (pronounced shiningrass , aka Shower Soap and K-2 , in the early days it was moonshine and marijuana) with his fellow officers in their very own private parking lot behind their new headquarters building , Officer Spearnock was telling another one of his heart stomping , crime stopping stories of the night. This one is about the time he was all alone with no one home and yet , in the darkest of moonless nights , he single handedly arrested , all by himself , Franklin's very most vile of the foul mouthed , notorious , butt quite infamously famous , the one and only painting vandal expert , Tripp Weir.

"And so this guy kept telling Officer Rich , don't open that bag , it's , it's . . . and that's where I cut da Bastard off with me saying I'll smack the ever loving Fucking dog Shit out of you if'n ya don't shut your Fucking ass wiping pie hole of a mouth. And of course he does. And would'nt ya know it , of course that would be the very moment Officer Rich sticks his hand in ta dat bag and everyone hears this loud "SNAP" like noise. Man-O-Man , ole Rich pulls his hand out of that bag sooo fast and with a rat trap hanging from his little pinkie. Talk about seeing someone dance , man I'm tellin ya , he was doin da Funcky Monkey on top of a Damn Chicken! I kid ya not now boys , I'm a tellin ya that dare boy has some moves on him now. No Shit!"