Ninja Attack
My dad told me about a time, back in the 80’s. My father was sitting in his cruiser, around the corner form a bar. A car drives by swerving a little with exhaust coming for the tailpipe, signifying a recently started vehicle. Pulls the guy over. Smells booze on the driver, while also noticing a large staff in the backseat.
He has the driver step out, than inquires about the staff. The driver tells my dad, “I’m a black belt in Kung Fu, I use it in class.” So my father, unconvinced, ask him to demonstrate his proficiency with the staff, proving his sobriety in a sort of, impromptu field sobriety test. The driver puts on a little show for dad on the side of the road.
Dad’s enjoying the show, but starts to hear sirens coming from all directions! A passerby had seen my dad on the side of the road in a face off with a crazy man and a stick. Thinking my dad was in need of help, the passerby called the cops.
Apparently, my dad had been so wrapped up in the show he had not heard the radio calls for him. So dispatch sent all available units to his rescue.
Passersby thought my dad was getting his butt kicked at the side of the road by a ninja. Story credit: Reddit / XxMitchManxX