To the Chef of police of Pittsburgh: You may have your way with the crack-head hookers in the alleys of Pittsburgh, but I can assure you, that neither you or your Prozac junkie of an obscenely obese wife will get away with it. I"ll do a much better job than the CIA on YouTube and I will make sure that no hooker ever has to fear your sexual advances ever again. As for your wife, I hope the Prozac runs out and that her next happy meal makes her explode. Your sorry excuses for human beings.