Target loss prevention called a suspicious vehicle in the parking lot. My partner and I were only a couple blocks away so we took the call. I got there 1st find this little Honda CRX with two naked beached whales inside. Car looks like some type of explosion went off inside. Blood guts and other bodily fluids all over the windows. For sure thought it was a crime scene.
Mrs. Shamu pooped and pissed all over the place while they were procreating. Dumbo the trunkless elephant puked as a result of this and tried to get out of the car naked and quickly. Mind you, both these folks combined weighed is about 700lbs in this little Honda. He cuts his leg and johnson on the e-brake lever, bleeding everywhere. Mrs. Shamu is stuck with her

and ankles between steering wheel and e-brake / shift lever.
Just as my fairly rookie partner rolls up, I tell him to make contact the occupants while I made contact with Target LP. Hero tries to free the two beached whales, get poop, pee, and vomit all over him. He pukes, falls out of car and rolls around the ground like he is stop dropping and rolling for a fire. Ambulance and patrol Sgt. rolls up to see me laughing, him rolling, and them stuck together like wet noodles. Fire arrives and cuts everyone out. That had to be one of the funniest days I can remember...my partner just didn't find the humor in it though.