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clavus · 05-12-2005, 02:56 PM

The cops refused to search for my girlfriend because A) she wasn't gone long enough B) Her boyfriend (me) was the only one asking about her, C) she was out with her phtographer, so they assumed the two of them were off doing something naughty. So I was a search party of one.

It must have been 2AM by the time I found the photographer's van, abandoned in the Sierra snow. There were tracks leading all over the place. I'll never forget following all those tracks; a flashlight in one hand and a .357 in the other, looking for blood, drag marks or other signs of a struggle. I feel sick right now as I type this.

I searched though the snow until daylight, then went back to the local police to plead with them to help me. Even though I told them about the abandoned van, they politely told me to fuck off. Then I went to the Forrest Service. They took the same position as the cops.

I've never felt so utterly hopeless in my life. I turned to leave, to go back up into the mountains, but broke out bawling before I could get out the door.

Good thing I was a total, crying pussy. My tears motivated the Forest Service to convince the cops that it was time for a search party. The search party found her alive and well in less than an hour.

Years later, I'm married to that girl.

05-12-2005, 02:56 PM	#5 (permalink)
clavus pow! Location: NorCal	The cops refused to search for my girlfriend because A) she wasn't gone long enough B) Her boyfriend (me) was the only one asking about her, C) she was out with her phtographer, so they assumed the two of them were off doing something naughty. So I was a search party of one. It must have been 2AM by the time I found the photographer's van, abandoned in the Sierra snow. There were tracks leading all over the place. I'll never forget following all those tracks; a flashlight in one hand and a .357 in the other, looking for blood, drag marks or other signs of a struggle. I feel sick right now as I type this. I searched though the snow until daylight, then went back to the local police to plead with them to help me. Even though I told them about the abandoned van, they politely told me to fuck off. Then I went to the Forrest Service. They took the same position as the cops. I've never felt so utterly hopeless in my life. I turned to leave, to go back up into the mountains, but broke out bawling before I could get out the door. Good thing I was a total, crying pussy. My tears motivated the Forest Service to convince the cops that it was time for a search party. The search party found her alive and well in less than an hour. Years later, I'm married to that girl. __________________ Ass, gas or grass. Nobody rides for free.