4262 - Long joke Sunday

The K-9 unit had decided to get some new dogs to sniff out drugs and the like. One of them happened to have an exceptional talent for this, and while training this dog, several notorious local drug dealers had already been caught. Eventually, the dog was assigned to a cop, and the cop named the dog "Karma" seeing as it was bringing criminals what they deserved.

Now, some neighborhood drug dealers weren't particularly happy about this. Even the biggest drug lords had caught wind of this. Karma had busted them more times in the last three months than they had been caught in the previous year. After all, Karma had exceptional talents with this business. Thus, Sneaky Steve and Dealer Dave, two of the most notorious drug lords in the area, devised a clever plan to stop Karma from busting them so much. During a raid, Dave shot Karma three times in the leg. The dog was going to be out of commission forever. Dave thought he was successful, but out of his window, he heard the policemen saying:

"Look, if we can't use Karma, then maybe at least Karma's pups could be of use. Maybe they have the same talents."

"Sir, Karma has no pups."

"Well... we'll have to change that."

Dave and Steve realized that there was only one way to stop this - steal the dog and then remove its certain organs. Late one night, Steve and Dave went down to the police department, evaded several officers, and took Karma out of the kennel. Steve, being the sneaky one he was, managed to get Karma to not bark the whole time, and Dave had brought along a switchblade to accomplish their mission.

Outside the station, in an alleyway, Steve held the dog down.

"Dave, what's taking you so long? Just cut 'is nuts off and we can get out of here!"

"Steve... I'm having a few unforeseen difficulties with this."

"Dave, this isn't that complicated. Just slice it off!"

"It's impossible, okay!"

"Why? Why can't you just do the job?"

"Well... Karma's a bitch."