When I think about Michael Kruse (see link below), I think of Bill Murray in the movie Stripes…
“Lee Harvey, you are a madman. When you stole that cow, and your friend tried to make it with the cow. I want to party with you, cowboy. If the two of us together, forget it.”
911 Call on June 21st:
Kruse’s speech was slurred and the dispatcher had difficulty understanding him.
Dispatch: “Are you sure you haven’t taken something sir? Because you’re not making a whole lot of sense.”
Caller: “I’ve been smoking marijuana.”
Dispatch: “You’ve been smoking marijuana?”
Dispatch: “Do you want a deputy to come and take you to jail?”
Dispatch: “You just told me on a taped line you just got done smoking marijuana.”
Caller: “Awww. Are you serious?”
911 Call on June 22nd:
Dispatch: “You want a police escort to take you to Miami?”
Caller: “Or, you have a helicopter?”
Dispatch: “We don’t just send helicopters up for rappers.”
Caller: “Well, I’m driving there right now. I just wanted the fastest way to get there. I didn’t want to get pulled over on the highway.”
Burchie, thank you.