Back in the late 70’s, there was 3 of us in the truck and I was driving.
Got stopped by a cop that thought he was a Billy bad ass and he wanted to impress the other cops.
He was smoking a cigar and kept blowing smoke in my face.
I told him to stop and he wanted to know what I was going to do if he didn’t.
I told him to find out.
He flipped the ashes in my face and I proceeded to slap the cigar out of his hand.
He tried to handcuff me and soon found himself flat on his ass.
He tried to get the other cops to help him and they said no. They told him he started it he could finish it.
He tried to handcuff me again and again he was flat on his ass.
A highway patrolman walked up and told him if he tried to handcuff me again he would be handcuffed.
That finally calmed him down, he was about to loose control and go completely nuts. He was going to show me who was boss one way or another.
I’m not sure but I think he’s retired now.
He was a cop that never really did grow up and get the “I’m a Billy bad ass” out of him his entire career.
These days, you’d be thug-scrummed.