Picture this: you're a cop in Vancouver, Canada. You have your doughnuts and your Molson Ice (or whatever it is you Canucks think is sooo awesome) and you're sitting there at your desk in the small city's proportionate precinct house, when all of a sudden...
...75 naked bicyclists swarm the station like a flash mob chained at hip, chanting and hollering at you for following orders...
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