I didn't show those punks anything but my badge when I hassled them at Baratto's place last Sunday.
They're a pair of fat, stupid, nasty punks who got in over their heads.
Lieutenant Anderson's response sounded more like an apology for being unable to locate two pillars of the community than a proper description of the two as a couple of leg-breaking punks.
They're not dressed up as ' punks ', are quite theatrical and use a cello and a clarinet in their set.
Imagine if the mall punks took mescaline and listened to Terry Reich and the Banana Splits instead of Green Day.