Well lets see.....I have some gut busters to tell but they need to be told in person. For nearly ten years I was a detective and worked mostly undercover operations. Some were alot of fun but I did a stint busting gay men having sex in a public park. I did this off and on for about 3 years. I had bought a Harley Davidson t shirt in Florida one summer. I was wearing this shirt trolling in the pickle park. I walk down the trail and see a guy looking at me. So I walk up to him and had small talk. I was acting nervous and was looking around like I was about to do something. He tells me that he really likes my shirt. This guy who is about 5'2 and 120 pounds tells me that he wants me to go home with him. I told him I was afraid he would hurt me.
Then he says 'hey look' and I turn around and there is a guy masturbating while looking at us. So I flash my shield and tell the dink to hit the road. I walk up to the guy and he now has his back to me. I clear my throat as to let him know I am behind him and he turns around with a erection. I show him my shield and said your busted. He says 'You got me' so I handcuff him and throw his jack towel over the cuffs. I am escorting this guy to the old beater i was driving and called for a transport car. Upon arrival the uniform deputy tells me that I had just made a 100 bucks off the bets guys were placing on me. The jackasses I work with had made bets that I would or would not get a pinch. So I'm transporting this guy and he said 'hey I like your shirt'. So I get to the jail to do paperwork and guys start ribbing me about unfair baiting for gay dudes. Turns out that my Harley Davidson shirt was from 'D i ck Farmers' Harley shop in Florida. 