At a poor-side of Athens, a kid was on the street and was playing.
A cop who was crossing around that street, saw him and asked him: “What are you doing there kiddo?”
“I’m playing…”
“What are you playing?”
“Oh, well… I collect sand, I pour some water in and I add then some poop and I’m making little weaklings!”
“What kind of weaklings?”
“Cops…”
The cop, furious, slaps the kid and screams:
“Get the hell away from here and run to your house! I never wanna see you wandering around here.”
For the next two days, the kid didn’t show up.
The third day, the kid was on the same spot, playing.
The cop saw him again and approached the kid.
“What are you doing there?”
“I’m playing…”
“What?”
“Oh, well… I collect sand, then pour some water in and I’m making little weaklings.”
“Congratulations! enthusiastic said the cop. And what kind of weaklings you’re making there?”
“Firefighters…!”
“So, how come you’re not putting any poop on them as well?”
“Cause, whenever I do, they come out cops…!”
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