October 26th- So twice a year I do police training. I get to act like I am a fifteen year old with borderline personality disorder, histrionic, hypersexual. I also have a anti-social, metally retartded brother, depressed-paint huffing sister, and drug addicted mildly retarded mother. We all dressed the part and had so much fun teaching the cops how to properly deal with perons with mental illness, substance abuse issues, or mental retardation.
Karen (the mom), Lorraine (the sister), and I all work at wasatch. Chad (aka Jimmy the brother) works with the police.
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