We got a new chief of police in my town a few weeks ago, and he's doing an awesome job. Our last chief was a piece of shit who was afraid to even get out of his cruiser. He'd write tickets to old people for burning leaves in their yard, and completely ignore people doing 75 down the 25mph main street.
While me and my wife were out working in the backyard, the chief pulled over someone on our side street. So were all like "hell yeah man, keep up the good work, tired of people making it dangerous for the kids to play around here."
Then I noticed him talking to the old chief that retired about a decade ago. I kind of want to say something to him, because that chief was crooked as fuck. My neighbor got busted manufacturing meth. This went on for YEARS. And he lives 2 doors down. How do you live 2 doors down from a meth dealer, and not notice the meth heads constantly in and out of there for years? That was until I got up real early one morning and saw him walking out of my neighbors back door with a thick ass white envelope full of....something oddly cash shaped.