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FUCK DISPATCH.
You finally got food? Call pending.
Found somewhere to piss? Call pending.
Headed back to the station? Absolutely fucking not.
And God forbid you say the Q-word anywhere within radio range.
DEATH TO DISPATCH.
For everyone who's ever heard their unit number and immediately responded with:
“Motherfucker.”
Poor Choices. Good Art.
Death to dispatch patch
$28.00
You finally got food? Call pending.
Found somewhere to piss? Call pending.
Headed back to the station? Absolutely fucking not.
And God forbid you say the Q-word anywhere within radio range.
DEATH TO DISPATCH.
For everyone who's ever heard their unit number and immediately responded with:
“Motherfucker.”
Poor Choices. Good Art.