Police brutality at its finest.
14 Apr 2009 by Charlotte Mutesha, 2 Comments »
I definitely cried a little.
Tags: National Anthem, police, singing
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oh. my. god.
laughing for minutes now!
timeforLostbye….
“…and the home of the free.”
The worst part is: dude brought notes up to the freakin’ podium with him. Was that scrambled rendition printed on his notes?
Fail.