Get this.

Last night I was in my first wreck.
I'm turning left on a green arrow.
This drunk-ass bitch runs a red light and plows into my car.

How do I know she was drunk?
She smelled like booze, was belligerent, kept asking me the same questions, and couldn't walk straight.

The officer on the scene said he knew she had been drinking, because he could smell it and noticed how she was acting.

His reaction?
"But I'm not gonna put that in the report."

He said the investigation was just taking too long and he didn't feel like giving her a breathalyzer, because he didn't "really care either way." He said it wasn't a big deal, and even if it was he didn't want to stick around because he was getting bored and didn't feel like haning around.

So, in conclusion, always remember: The Police are not looking out for you, and they are not going to help you.