“Wutown,” by Alia Volz
Dec 20th, 2012 | By Defenestration
6:21AM
A tangerine Scion pulls into my driveway 6 minutes late. I get in the car and look the rookie over. He’s cut from the funny pages: pink-cheeked and yellow-haired, with a Dennis the Menace cowlick. His new badge gleams.
“Officer Wu at your service,” I say.
“Whup Ass Wu?”
“Only one I know. Sergeant Fagen asked me to ride in with you so we could have a talk before your first run.”
“This is a real honor.” He shows his teeth and we shake hands.