You so funny! Do you think we aren't ready for trouble or haven't met trouble? As for your 9mm clutched tightly in your hand--we are talking about a pistol and not your manhood--unless it is within arms reach when we enter the room, you ain't gonna have time to grab it. As for your shoot first and then ask questions gag, you'd better hope that you're shootin me or one of my Boyz rather than one of Calgary's finest who is there on a real raid. Civic election is coming, so all them aldermen looking for re-election are gonna have Dumbo ears when it comes to good neighbours raising cain about the dirty rub and tugs polluting their fine communities. Expect a lot more real and very well-publicized police raids on MPs in the coming months as your alderman shows he is a hard ass on community crime. You have less than 3 ticks to identify if the pig who just entered your dark room is real or not. As a gambler, I bet you can't do it, and I am betting my life on it. Lets say you win and I lose and you kill me or seriously wound me, you will have a lot of explaining to do to the police, court, media, family and friends what you were doing in one of them rub and tugs. Kill me and I am dead, but you, my brave cutie, will spend the rest of your days as a walking corpse amongst those who know and love you. Cops, lawyers, and judges hate private citizens acting as vigilantes, so tread on their turf and you are gonna get a stiffer punishment than I will. Remember the credo in Canada is that when the bad guy demands your goodies, you give him your goodies. Don't be a hero! Cops, lawyers, and judges hate heroes because they are musclin into their domain. As for your threat of jail, I have been to jail a lot of times and will probably be back in jail again. It ain't no deterrent coz I know the system.
You are intimidated, little man. You are scared shitless because me and my Boyz know who you are but you are blind to us. Maybe we are the guys having a smoko outside the pub that is nextdoor to your fav rub and tug. We might be waiting in that white van parked near the entrance of the rub abd tug. We can see you but you can't see us. Maybe when your whore is massaging you with one hand and holding her cell in the other hand receiving a call, she is in fact relaying a signal to us telling us the coast is clear. You just never know, but we always know.
Chill.
I am Officer Come With the Cash and I'm waiting