That’s what she said…the terrorism specialist for the FBI.
Your agents and the gung-ho LE that fall in line and in awe of them are terrorists…same with your snitches.
So you just overlook the giant cow patties your agents plop down as they go door to door, street to street, store to store…and the easy to spot guys like Beamer Boy and his Bike Biatch, and the Banjo Girl, and the handcuff mimes? omg
Tap my phone, bug my house, scrape the servers, and what do you get?
Well, yes, my house is dusty, but I don’t think there are any pebbles inside. Oh, she forgot to mention cobwebs…from the past…way past. Things used to be so much fun.