An HOA Karen Called the Cops Over Free Gas—She Didn’t Know Who Actually Owned the Station

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“A duck dance,” Tessa repeated gravely. “Quacking, flapping arms, waddling in a circle. Otherwise, the complaint cannot be processed.”

She proceeded to demonstrate enthusiastically, arms flapping, feet stomping, quacking like she was auditioning for a cartoon. Mrs. Butler, a regular customer, laughed so hard she dropped her soda. The two investigators continue reading …