Death At The Party

CONTINUED: 105.
BRADLEY A.HAILBECK: (cont’d)
property,we are not on school
grounds?
PRINCIPAL SPADE:
Oh! My apologies,I must have
amnesia...I forgot...I forgot that
I own you till graduation so it
looks like your privates are my
property. The mischief that has
taken power tonight...the
drugs...the brooze...the Sonny Bono
and Cher vibrations have left my
nerves highly frustrated.
BRADLEY:
But why Princial Spade?...What did
we do to you for you to barge on to
are fun?...I would of thought you
had bigger issues to attend
to.Being such an important man and
everything...Hmm!
PRINCIPAL SPADE:
Umm!...I was an important man, a
man with digity,a man with class,a
man with the highest honors of
rank...The greatest police officer
the city of Boston has ever fathom.
And now...I’m just a damn
principal,listening to all the
bitching and whinying of faculty
and staff. Oh! Principal Spade I
don’t know if the semister is long
enough to finish the whole
text,what should we do? How will
the students get the most outta
their education?(Imitating a female
teacher)...Why don’t you try
dealing with a Code 99 by yourself
because your partner is a fat piece
of lard.Who’s only body movement is
lifting his hand up and down to
grab a donut and smudge his lips.
Principal Spade then pulls the safety back on his .44 Magnum
Smith & Wesson model 29.
The forty four magnum Smith and
Wesson.The only magnum I can pull
back all the way...I’m taking you
in Bradley A.Hailbeck...under age
drinking, drug possession with
probable causes to intent to sell
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