This story reads like the plot line of the type of film the main subject is known to perform in (not known by me, mind you, it's the first I've heard of her). But here goes anyway: Cop pulls over porn star; porn star "talks" him out of citing her; porn star posts pics of the "conversation" on her blog; cop is in deep, deep trouble.
That's the safe-for-work version – not that the rest of this article won't be safe for work, because if you think I'm going to link to her blog or post her pics here, you've got another thing coming.
Cummings, Barbie Cummings is her name, if you just have to know, now go Google her like the rest of us too afraid to link. Her real name is Justis, which sounds almost as fake as her porn name – unless that's her stripper name.
Anyway, here's the
She informs him of her occupation (something about she wouldn't be able to leave the state, blah, blah, blah this is where you would normally fast forward).
He puts her in the cruiser. She shows him samples of her work on the police-issued laptop. He gets an, um, idea.
Pills are scattered out along the road.
They go someplace else.
He records the whole…transaction…with the cruiser camera and then lets her go.
He brags about it to his cop buddies. He sends her the pics and video.
She blogs about it, posts the visual evidence on her site.
He gets suspended, still sends her a ticket for speeding.
Ah, justice, er, Justis.
"Goddess," at her
Yup, just like a bad movie, unbelievable plot, contrived dialogue and scene development, and bad puns. File this one under "Justis deserts."
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