[ WP ] `` This is the last time I am asking you ... WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE ROAD '' The police man said pointing his gun at you

I looked at John, there he was riding his bike. He had crossed the street while looking the officer dead in the face, despite the fact that the officer told us to come to him. 
 
 I was on probation so I did n't risk it but John `` the chicken'' as he was known on the streets did n't care, he had told me as he crossed `` I'm the chicken I got ta cross dat road'' I had told him to stop but he did n't listen and now here I was carrying a large bag with a suspicious officers gun to my face. 
 
 I looked at the officer and mused 
 `` Well he's the chicken'' the officer was not amused he ordered me to place the bag down and myself next to it. 
 
 I did as instructed and the officer called for back up. Within minutes three more cars pulled up they all surrounded me with guns drawn, one had a dog. 
 
 The dog searched the bag but did n't bark. The officers followed suit when they saw my d & d 3.5 books they looked dissapointed. 
 
 `` Tell the chicken we are the egg, and we come first'' 
 They left my books in shambles and drove away. The last officer told me to wait three minutes and then get up and be on my way. 
 
 It was the longest three Minutes of my life. 
 
 Edit: Spelling
