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Pussy of the Month: Scott Biumi



While the eyes of the world were glued on law enforcement activity in Boston, a surveillance camera at a McDonald's in Georgia captured an off-duty police sergeant pulling a gun and pointing at the head of a teenager in the drive-thru lane- all because the teen was holding up the line.

Sergeant Scott Biumi, a DeKalb County detective, was charged with assault and placed on administrative leave after the incident, which took place on Wednesday.  The surveillance video shows Sgt. Biumi in plainclothes walking up to a vehicle, placing his hand on the driver's shoulders and aiming a gun at Ryan Mash.

The frightened eighteen year old apologized to the angry officer, and explained that he was simply waiting for his food.  But Biumi returned and said, "You don't want to mess with me." It is at this point when he placed his hands on Mash's shoulders and pulled out his gun.



Now, I've never met Sergeant Biumi, but I think it's safe to say that this slope-headed troglodyte is probably hung like a tick.  Who else but a minimally-endowed jackhole with an alpha male complex would feel the need to threaten a harmless teenager? 

Sergeant Biumi, real men don't need to hide behind a gun or a badge in order to feel like a man.  They certainly don't need to point a pistol at a teenager in order to demonstrate their manhood.  And this is why you, Officer Biumi, have earned the title of Pussy of the Month.

The biggest insult of all is that you'll probably get away with a slap on the wrist.  Assault?  You gotta be kidding me!  We all know that if the person you threatened had given you the good old-fashioned whooping that your bacon-loving ass deserved, he would've been facing 25 years in the hoosegow.  You, on the other hand, get special privileges simply because you get to pin a shiny piece of polished metal called a badge over your man tit! 

And you have the balls, the grapes, the cajones to actually call yourself a man?  "Administrative leave" is too good for you, because it will teach you nothing.  You'll eventually go back to your job and continue to flaunt your position of authority by pointing firearms at kids.  God forbid you weren't stuck in line at a lemonade stand; you probably would've pepper sprayed the five year old girl selling the lemonade! 

And that's why you should not only be fired from your job and stripped of your right to ever own a firearm for the remainder of your pathetic life, you should also be thrown into the slammer, where you can have your salad tossed daily by a thug who's a lot tougher and meaner than the 18-year-old kid you threatened.





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