I looked at my zone partner with that look and I opened the door.

I shined my light into the room and saw a naked elderly female lying on the bed on her side.

Her skin appeared to have a slight discoloration.

I looked at my zone partner and said, she's seven,

which is short for she's signal seven,

or our agency code for dead.

As soon as I said that, our dispatcher unit checked us on the radio, which for some

reason I had turned all the way up. Then the unthinkable happened. The elderly lady shot

up out of bed and screamed

Needless to say me and my own partner also began screaming

Screaming Scream with me. I'll be the old lady. Ah!

You be Randy, the policeman.

And I'll be the lady.

Ah!

Ah! I'll be a lady and I'll be radio too 1023. I hate that. I hate that I just did that, okay?

So, it was an old lady in her bed in two cops all screaming at each other in fear. Turns out she wasn't dead she was just sleeping.

Did you tell her that sleeping in the rise of misdemeanor?

Cover up your old bag. I'm taking you to jail.

The discoloration part. Like, damn. She's just old. You have to call her out like that, you know? She's already naked and old. She gets a copular part. She'd be discolored. I just meant that you had the lividity and putridity of a dead person. You know what?

I miss called that one. Sorry man, you know.

You're so old that you look dead.

Congratulations on your new lease on life. Even though I'll probably be at this house in a couple

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