The process was excruciating. I kept looking around for a chance to drop this thing on the ground and kick it away from me, but these cops were all eyes. They got to the guy in front of me and when the wand passed over the front of his waist, the alarm started buzzing. The cop just about jumped out of his skin. Old boy told them, hey, chill. It’s my belt buckle. He raised his shirt and sure enough, there was a big, silver rodeo buckle. The cop told him to beat feet. Then he was waving that thing over me. It went off in the same spot. The cop looked at me and said, “Belt Buckle?” I nodded and he told me to beat it.
When we got away from there, I laughed and lifted my shirt to show Ronnie what I had there. His mouth dropped open and all the color drained from his face. I had to help him ove
