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LCB...well that's simple. Booze! And maybe I can help convince the Commonwealth to finally sell it off to private industry. (Fuck the union.)
Community Relations...picture me coming to your town, trying to sell Big Ed's latest pitch, or explaining Big Ed's latest gaffe. Truth be told, I don't think the state has roving community relations people, but it would be pretty damned cool. I know how to relate to people...I've lived in the big city, the suburbs, and small town America. Plus, I have a psychology degree, which could prove useful in some situations.
I don't know if I'd actually stay in the City of Philadelphia. If I were assigned to handle the western portion of the state as a point man, to live here would be silly. If I got paid really well, we might stay in the city...otherwise, we're heading out to the 'burbs. And Rho is too much of a city girl to dig the country.
How would these change my life? Well...more money...self-explanatory. And I'd be working with my fellow Pennsylvanians to make the Commonwealth a better place for all. (How's that?)
Pimpin coat goes everywhere. But you see slang, pimpin coat is adaptable. Pimpin coat looks good as I stroll down Market Street, or as I walk down Front Street in East Bumblefuck Township. It looks cool when I'm hanging with the old folks, and when I'm down with the young peeps. About the only times pimpin coat isn't the best choice is if I'm either hunting in the woods or going to a local bar. In those situations, I would break out the camo (the former) or throw some Penn State gear on (the latter).
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