[Dzjudz]

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Originally Posted by Possédé /img/forum/go_quote.gif I'm not sure if I should say or not - I am a nice guy, honest. Anyway, I was out at a friends house drinking with about 6-7 of my friends. After having a bit too much, I decided to leave the house with two friends and make my way home just after midnight. We stopped at a bus-stop, and then a Ford Focus pulls up and two undercover cops come out. I, being intoxicated, run down the road being chased by one of cops. After a while hiding in somebody's back garden I leave and a Police car and van pull up and I get chased by 4-5 Policemen. I am eventually rugby tackled, held down and arrested and spent a good 3-4 hours in a cell with my mates before my dad came to bail me out. Anyway, I think I've learnt my lesson. It wasn't exactly jail, just a room with a thick metal door, bed-type-thing, and one-way mirror. Fun, fun, fun.

I don't really see why you were apprehended?

 

[Kirosia]

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Originally Posted by Dzjudz /img/forum/go_quote.gif I don't really see why you were apprehended?

Perhaps he was underage?

 

[Asr]

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Originally Posted by Kirosia /img/forum/go_quote.gif Never been. Most of my indiscretions were in school or against family, and they tend not to alert the 5-0. I have come close a few times, when I used to hang out with some very uh... sociopathic fellows. (think teen versions of Denzel's men from Training Day) My aunt did almost call the cops when my older half brother tried to fight me (to the death) at her restaurant. When I am approached by a cop, I personally enjoy faking my voice: "Hello officer, how may I help you this fine evening? Of course I am not acquainted with those midnight ruffians over yonder!To the gallows with them, I say!!"

Oh too bad, I was hoping you would've had a sordid tale to tell.

 

[Vicomte]

Generally, fleeing the law in any form will get you arrested, at least for a short time.

 

[Kirosia]

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Originally Posted by Asr /img/forum/go_quote.gif Oh too bad, I was hoping you would've had a sordid tale to tell.

I could always just make one up. Perhaps something involving pretzels and stormtroopers?

 

[bhd812]

i know someone very very very close to me that went to Federal for Tax's. had a short 60 day stay there so all it did was demean him as a citizen, being a convict for the rest of his life is not a pretty thing but the point is don't screw with uncle Sam..
Seen first hand how the IRS deal and it's really not pretty, not sure who i rather deal with..IRS, Lucifer, or an ex girlfriend..eek
whats worse is the fines and penalties they throw on you after the years of lawyer fees and what not. any stories one may here about them is true...dead on if not worse. then again they are doing their job so i agree with them..

 

[Asr]

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Originally Posted by Kirosia /img/forum/go_quote.gif I could always just make one up. Perhaps something involving pretzels and stormtroopers?

Ok works for me, go!

 

[Kirosia]

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Originally Posted by Asr /img/forum/go_quote.gif Ok works for me, go!

I don't think it would be respectful to the OP. But if something interesting pops in my head later, I may give it a go...

 

[Possede]

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Originally Posted by Dzjudz /img/forum/go_quote.gif I don't really see why you were apprehended?

It was just because I "resisted arrest". The Police don't do much if an underage person is caught drinking on the streets here (Obviously if they offender is polite enough), most of the time they will just pour out your drink in front of you and possibly book you (taking down your details in a wee black book). Anyway, just to clear that up, I was drinking indoors.

 

[Samgotit]

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Originally Posted by Kirosia /img/forum/go_quote.gif I don't think it would be respectful to the OP. But if something interesting pops in my head later, I may give it a go...

You can pay me respects at my funeral. Until then, have at it.


Honestly, I thought half the people in this thread would have gone at least twice.

I wonder about Plainsong. Where are you Plain?

 

[Vicomte]

So, there I am, Christmas Eve at the shopping mall. I'm playing Santa Claus, because, well, I needed the money. Booze ain't cheap, you know? Last group of kids for the night, escorted by two nuns, probably orphans or make-a-wishers or somethin' sappy like that. The kids, not the nuns. I was pretty tired, and a bit out of my proverbial gourd--long day, and whatnot, so I goes to thinkin', "Do nuns wear underwear? What kind?" So I take one tiny peek up the old broad's poncho, and the next thing I know, some Mall Security guy has me up against a wall with one of those plastic ties around my wrists. Cut like Hell, too.

The Po-Pos showed up pretty quickly, and took me downtown. It was a short trip, because the mall was downtown as well. They throw me in this tiny cell and told me to 'sleep it off'. I was like, "Sleep what off? I was just curious, you a##holes!" So they left me there for some time, maybe a few hours, maybe a few minutes, and then they took me out to analyze my breath. This guy hands me a tube and says, "Blow". I replied, "You first, Buttercup." They tossed me back in the cell and left me there 'til morning, Christmas Day. When I woke up, had a piss, and such, they opened the door and took me out. "Hey Santa, whatcha get me?" "Some balls, skeezix!" They roughed me up a bit and threw me out in the snow. I went to the packie and bought some Peppermint Schnapps, something festive, for the Holiday. I drained that sonb!tch at the bus stop and tryed to clean the vomit out of my beard with an icicle. Well, it seems that I passed out before the bus got there, because I was back in jail when I woke up.

When they let me go the second time, the cop asked, "So, buddy, was it all worth it?" I said, Hell yea, who knew Nuns could get hemorrhoids?"

 

[Samgotit]

Ha! Pops, is that you? He hated make-a-wishers, so damn demanding. I want this. I want that. Blah blah blah. I wanna meet Tori Spelling. I want go to Dollywood...

 

[Fallingwater]

It's funny how over there you have a very real risk of going behind bars, if only at the police station, for underage drinking.

Over here you can drink yourself into a stupor and all you get are disapproving stares of old people, even if you're severely underage.

 

[redshifter]

I've never been to jail, but I did see "Tango and Cash".

 

[M0T0XGUY]

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Originally Posted by Vicomte /img/forum/go_quote.gif So, there I am, Christmas Eve at the shopping mall. I'm playing Santa Claus, because, well, I needed the money. Booze ain't cheap, you know? Last group of kids for the night, escorted by two nuns, probably orphans or make-a-wishers or somethin' sappy like that. The kids, not the nuns. I was pretty tired, and a bit out of my proverbial gourd--long day, and whatnot, so I goes to thinkin', "Do nuns wear underwear? What kind?" So I take one tiny peek up the old broad's poncho, and the next thing I know, some Mall Security guy has me up against a wall with one of those plastic ties around my wrists. Cut like Hell, too. The Po-Pos showed up pretty quickly, and took me downtown. It was a short trip, because the mall was downtown as well. They throw me in this tiny cell and told me to 'sleep it off'. I was like, "Sleep what off? I was just curious, you a##holes!" So they left me there for some time, maybe a few hours, maybe a few minutes, and then they took me out to analyze my breath. This guy hands me a tube and says, "Blow". I replied, "You first, Buttercup." They tossed me back in the cell and left me there 'til morning, Christmas Day. When I woke up, had a piss, and such, they opened the door and took me out. "Hey Santa, whatcha get me?" "Some balls, skeezix!" They roughed me up a bit and threw me out in the snow. I went to the packie and bought some Peppermint Schnapps, something festive, for the Holiday. I drained that sonb!tch at the bus stop and tryed to clean the vomit out of my beard with an icicle. Well, it seems that I passed out before the bus got there, because I was back in jail when I woke up. When they let me go the second time, the cop asked, "So, buddy, was it all worth it?" I said, Hell yea, who knew Nuns could get hemorrhoids?"

As funny as that story is, I can't help but get the impression that you're somewhat of a jerk, although I'll just give you the benefit of the doubt and blame it on the alcohol.