7pm, cruising and listening to music around my suburban neighborhood. He saw a black and white, turned the corner, parked, grabbed his keys, got out, ran up to the six foot fence, and with a leap and a grab he was gone.
The Cops pulled up behind the car. Now at the window, "where is he?" "I don't know, he jumped the fence". Taking me to 'black and white', "where is he!" "I don't know he jumped the fence", now in the back seat, he pressed his two fingers into the small of my trac, "where did he go!" I repeat, gagging, "He Jumped The Fence, I Don't Know!"