You’ve known me for how long? Eighteen months?”“Yes, OK, but I didn’t know about, I mean, all this.”“So, could it be that I don’t scare ...ou, but you scare yourself?” I said nothing and he sighed, “Never mind, do you still want to know why I do this?”I nodded, not trusting myself to speak.“OK, but only if you tell me something.”“What?” “Why did you become a copper?”“Whaaat?”“Fair’s fair. If you tell me why you became a copper, I’ll tell you about me. Sort of, you show me yours, and I’ll show you. I was over there, sitting right off the coast of Iran through the whole thing. I doubt if the TV news talked about it, but five of my fellow shipmates became certified as insane during that time. Before I joined the Navy, I had worked on Wall Street, so most likely I had already been insane proof. In fact Jerry Seinfeld had been pouring me beer eight glasses at a time at the local Brew N' Burger. So, how much more insane could that be?The pressure was enormous, and those poor souls just. ." Chris started to reply. "Who are you talking to?" Andrea asked the lady. "I was telling him, there is a line," the lady said. "And I choose to ignore it," Andrea said. The bouncer at the door looked in their direction. He walked towards them as they got to the front of the line. He shook his head then folded his arms. "Back of the line. Please," he said. "No. Get Anthony please," Andrea said. "I said back of the line," The bouncer said ducking under the rope. The large man approached Chris.. "Nnnnahhh....." odd; the moan of this beast sounded almost human; like awoman. But then, there were hands upon her, strong hand that tugged uponher denim vest and undershirt. She was pinned, and felt herself beingunceremoniously stripped! For now, it was all the embattled Grad studentcould do to grunt with dismay as the clothing on her upper body was tornasunder with an audible pop. That was tough denim! What on Earth livedaround here that could be strong enough to - *SHRRRRIPT* Apparently,.