Have You Ever Spent the Night in Jail?

[ima_drummer2k]

All the DWI/Jail threads got me wondering. Have you ever spent the night in the slammer? If so, let's hear your story.

I have on 1 occasion...

I was with some friends while in college and we were driving around Houston looking for a place to park for a show we were going to at Numbers. We couldn't find anything, and I really had to piss because of all the beers I had counsumed on the way down from Huntsville. We decided to stop at the Stop N Go on Westeimer and Montrose, but the guy told us to leave. So we decided to go behind the Stop N Go.

Right as I'm shakin' the dew off my lilly, 2 cop cars pull up, guns drawn, and yell at us to FREEZE. I think they thought we were doing something else (considering what part of town we were in...) and when they found out we weren't, they got pissed off and took us down anyway. The look on my girlfriends face as she saw me being driven off in the back of a cop car was priceless.

Me and my buddy were laughing in the back of the car and the cop told us to shut up because it wasn't funny. "What would your Grandparents think about you doing that?!?!?" is what he said. I couldn't figure out if he was serious or not.

My girlfriend finally bailed us out at about 6am the next morning. I had to pay $250 for 'indecent exposure' (LOL). The next time we went on a road trip, my friends brought along a plastic bottle just for me. :D

[Groogrux]

Never a night, but a day. Good times.

[A-Train]

only in monopoly...

[meggoleggo]

I've spent half an hour in jail... touring the place. That's about all the jail time I need.

[Fatty FatBastard]

I can't recall.

[SwoLy-D]

ima_drummer... I don't see how you could do that to H-Town... :mad:
Piss on you for pissin' on my town, freaker... ;)

Never a day, never a night. Never been in trouble with the law. I don't see how people can get into that... sometimes NEEDS, sometimes silliness... :D Good times.

"A good friend will come bail you out of jail........... but, a true friend will be sitting next to you saying, 'Damn we f*cked up!!!!' "

[the futants]

yes...thankfully, i speak spanish...

[Drewdog]

Yep all night long damnit, and it still pisses me off to this day.

I started off in the Lubbock city jail - then transferred to county (which was far worse). I was in there with drug dealers, thugs, and all kinds of scary mother fu**ers. Ive never been so scared in my life! I had to wear the jumpsuit with the nasty flip flops. What the hell?

All of this for criminal trespassing.... :rolleyes:

Basically I was at a huge apt. party in college (I seriously had only 1 beer mind you) the cop told me to leave, I went to a friends apt. on the other side of the complex. He showed up and told me I was under arrest for criminal trespassing. Flippin' idiot!

Then I started crying like a little girl in the back of the cop car.

[macalu]

Drewdog,
wtf, you got arrested while at your friend's apt just chillin' or were you outside causing some kind of "rucous"?

[KingCheetah]

I did and I was absolutely innocent -- what a weird night that was...

[SamFisher]

I did and I was absolutely innocent -- what a weird night that was...
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[Summer Song Giver]

I've spent rouglhy a little more than three nights in the clink.

The first time, I was 15 and at some underage country dance club in Montgomery Co. My buddy had borrowed his Grandparents truck, I do not know whether he had their permission or not but nevertheless, we had a truck. We stopped, picked up our GFs and were out for an night of underage drinking and debauchery. The night started off poorly as on the way down there, Trey was speeding in the fast lane and flashing his brights at people to get them to get out of the way. One guy in a Ford Explorer took offense and started trying to run us off the road, My buddy, and you had to know him, was a smaller kid whose parents weren't around thus his living with his Grandparents was never one to back down from anyone made motion to the guy to pull off the road and onto the feeder. When the guy pulled onto the feeder we rolled up next to him with my side of the truck, passenger, being directly adjacent to the driver of the Explorer. As soon as I looked over the guy had .38 snubnose revolver poited at me, not more than five feet from my face. Then the guy said something to the effect of I'm going to give you the count of five to get the hell out of here before I start shooting. I was telling my buddy to get the hell out of there while this douche was counting to 5. The whole time my buddy is talking trash to this dude. Luckily and probably because the guy saw a truck full of kids he got to five and decided it better to speed off than shoot a truck full of kids.


So we get to the club and finish off the cooler in the parking lot before going in. We were all pretty smashed at this point and only stayed in the club for an hour at most. We decided it was time for another beer run before the midnight deadline, so me and my buddy and another friend from school hop in Granny's truck and go out searching for a gas station that would sell us more beer. Score, we got more beer and were heading back to the club which should be about to close to pick up the girls and drink the beer. On the way there, we passed a cop going the other way. I never even noticed him passing by but my buddy did and said something like Shoot, he is going to light me up. Just as I turned around I see the cop making a huey and heading back in our direction; not long after that he did indeed light us up. We had a pretty good distance between us and the cop so my buddy hung a quick right into a neighborhood. The cop caught up pretty quick as we were darting through the residential area. We came to a hard left turn with about a six foot burn built up upon which were some railroad tracks; my buddy tried to make the turn but the tires never grabbed and we skidded up onto the burn and the truck got stuck. Both the passenger and and driver doors flew open almost before the truck was stopped and my buddy and I bailed out and took off running.


I remember running up the burn and over the tracks and looking back and seeing only one cop chasing me. I was having a tough go of it though in wranglers and cowboy boots, I decided to run back over the burn vback to the side where the truck had crashed. This time when I cleared the burn and looked back there were around ten cops chasing me and screaming for me to get on the ground. Figuring my goose was cooked I laid down on the ground. As I lay there, I was on my belly with my face turned so that i was looking at the cops. One of the cops stepped on my face and told me not look at him. So I was cuffed and being walked back to the patrolman's car where I see the friend from school already sitting in the back and my buddy standing there in cuffs with about five additional cops.


Once at the station we were all booked with MIPs, luckily, and our parents were called. I seem to remember the fine being around $120. Once my parents got there they put me in the car and began the LONG ride home. I think a little part of my folks died that evening. My mom was crying and Dad never said a word the whole ride home; lucky for me because he probably would have killed me.


That's it, that's the story of my first arrest, like I said I was arrested twice more but with out gonig into too much detail about those; i can offer one piece of advice, don't be a smartass when the cop asks if you have anything in your pocket that is going to stick them and especially don't tell them it's a needle and you are HIV positive. Ended getting booked into city jail with it on my record and being into the special holding cell with all kinds of sexual deviants. God, I still fear going back to city because you know that type of stuff never goes away. As I was being transfered to county, I aksed a female guard what the red braclet I was wearing meant and she told me it was designation for IV positive prisonors. I ripped that bitch off ASAP and was back in general poulation over at county.


Sorry about this mess that is my writing, I am no good at it. Stay cool and out of jail.

[KingCheetah]

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That's just about right sans the possibly attractive blonde girl.

[SWTsig]

4 different times, including a really fun night at the big house downtown.

[SwoLy-D]

4 different times, including a really fun night at the big house downtown.How come I have NEVER seen flyers inviting the rest of us to that "Fun Night At The Big House Downtown" event? :mad: :( :confused:

[zoork34]

i went to church at the state pen. in huntsville once.......

[rrj_gamz]

I would like to invoke my 5th amendment rights as I do not wish to incriminate myself...

[MR. MEOWGI]

5 times that I can remember.

The funniest is when I was 17. I was with a few other guys that summer driving my new 88 mustang gt convertible (well it wasn't mine, my dad worked for Ford Areospace so we got these lease Ford cars all the time) and were were going one from one party to another in Clear Lake. We happened to go past Clear Lake high school. Back then it was way more secluded. I stopped at the stop sign in front of the school and a couple of guys who had just graduated "shot the bird" to the school saying "see you later cl high school, I never have to see you again' blah blah blah. I then proceeded to smoke my tires, doing a 360 from a standstill before I took off down the road.

Well unbeknownst to us the High School had been burglarized the night before so the police were there in their cars hiding, staking the place out. They saw the whole thing. But they thought that we knew they were there. From their viewpoint, they saw some guys pull up, shoot the bird at them, do a 360 in their car, then haul ass down the road. :D

So I'm driving down the road and I glance in the mirror and 3 cops cars come blazing out of the smoke. I pull over and the cops get out with their guns drawn, shotguns and everything.

They arrest us, and in the car on the way to jail, I told them what was going on. I could see them glancing at each other like "Oh, they weren't shooting the bird at us etc. they are just stupid kids".

So they just took us to the local jail and called our parents to get us, and I only got a ticket for exhibition of acceleration.

The thing that sucks it that I now know who burglarized the school and he never got caught.


Hey voodoopope, if you read this ask your brother in law about it. I'm pretty sure he was with me.

[KingCheetah]

God I loved that Mustang... :D

[MR. MEOWGI]

God I loved that Mustang... :D

Hey if your arrest was part of the guys getting arrested in Mexico you have to tell that one.

[Invisible Fan]

Spent a night at a holding tank.

A DUI is like the most expensive non-violent crime...

[KingCheetah]

Hey if your arrest was part of the guys getting arrested in Mexico you have to tell that one.

The night of the fight with the "Terminator" and updawg sneaking across the border for no real reason other than just to say he snuck across the Rio Grande (right next to the border patrol area)? Actually updawg might not have had enough money to get back into the States that night -- doesn't it cost 20 cents or something? :D

We didn't get arrested that night.

[Fatty FatBastard]

Actually, the funniest time I've been arrested (and, yes there have been several. But all have been Class "B" or lower) my friend and I decided to grab a beer at 3 a.m. So we went to our local Appletree (now Randall's) and decided to grab two Shiner Bocks a piece and take them to the employee bathroom upstairs.

Now, whilst my friend thought we should just chug them and go, I had "a plan." I would sit on top of the toilet cover, and he would sit on the toilet seat. That way, if anyone came upstairs, it would appear that there was only one of us if he looked under the stall.

Of course, when someone did walk up, he heard a lot of shusshing from us. So he called the cops. When he left the bathroom, we were so sure it had worked.

Next thing we know, two cops bust into the bathroom, guns drawn, and tell us to get out of the stall (realize, this was Bellaire, and they really didn't have anything better to do.)

So we're marched downstairs and asked what the cost of our crime was. The clerk says "67 cents a piece."

So we're hauled down to Bellaire jail. Unfortunately for them, they put us both in the same cell with a full roll of toilet paper and a waistpaper basket roughly 5 feet away from the cell.

So, naturally, we decided to play toilet wad basketball until the roll was emptied.

Luckily, the morning officer knew who I was, and let me out the next day, as long as I paid the fine and swept and cleaned the floor (my friend had been bailed out while I was sleeping.)

Ah, good times. FYI, that same guy I went into the pokey with is the same one who I told y'all keeps competitively screwing with my chicks, recently.

[aussie rocket]

I was arrested on my wedding day!

and haven't gone free in the 2 and a half years since... ;)

[krnxsnoopy]

Twice

Houston Court System is A PAIN IN THE ASS to deal with

[KingCheetah]

I was arrested on my wedding day!

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[VooDooPope]

Hey voodoopope, if you read this ask your brother in law about it. I'm pretty sure he was with me.

Now thats a funny story. I can't wait to ask him. :D

[KingCheetah]

Now thats a funny story. I can't wait to ask him. :D

I'm guessing I know your brother as well. Hmmm... :confused:

[swilkins]

3 times

The first time, I was 17. I borrowed my parents Nissan 200sx turbo and was speeding down Antoine going 106 mph to the sounds of Deep Purple's "Knockin at you back door" when to my surprise there was a policeman following me. When I stopped at 290, 7 cars surrounded me. They arrested me for evading arrest. Apparently, they had been following me for some time.

The second time I was 21 and having fun in a jacuzzi with my wife and friends, when 2 cops showed up flashing their lights on us. One of them didn't like something I did and arrested me for PI. Locked my ass up with just a pair of wet shorts on. I finally got a blanket to cover up with an hour before I got out.

The third time was a DWI. I thought I would be wise and refuse the breath test. That means a night in jail and your license gets suspended for 6 months. Fortunately, my attorney and I won the case. That is not a good thing to have on the record.

I'm not a bad guy. I had a perfect explanation for all of them.

[wnes]

We know 3814 did.

[Drewdog]

Drewdog,
wtf, you got arrested while at your friend's apt just chillin' or were you outside causing some kind of "rucous"?

No. I didnt do sh!t. The guy asked if I lived there. I said no. He told me to leave along with a bunch of other people. I just thought he was telling everyone that..... I went to another buddies apartment in the same complex and it wasnt 15 minutes later he pulled up and saw me standing outside. I told him I didnt have a ride home - he told me I should have called a cab! :eek: WTF?

[Austin70]

We know 3814 did.

Stalked a girl at a bus stop?

[swilkins]

No. I didnt do sh!t. The guy asked if I lived there. I said no. He told me to leave along with a bunch of other people. I just thought he was telling everyone that..... I went to another buddies apartment in the same complex and it wasnt 15 minutes later he pulled up and saw me standing outside. I told him I didnt have a ride home - he told me I should have called a cab! :eek: WTF?

Kick his ass, Sea Bass!

[Cesar^Geronimo]

Spent a night at a holding tank.

A DUI is like the most expensive non-violent crime...


Calling a DUI non-violent is like calling shooting a loaded gun randomly with no intent to hurt anyone non-violent

[MR. MEOWGI]

Calling a DUI non-violent is like calling shooting a loaded gun randomly with no intent to hurt anyone non-violent

There are studies that cell phone use while driving is worse than drunk driving. Is that also violent?

[Cesar^Geronimo]

There are studies that cell phone use while driving is worse than drunk driving. Is that also violent?

Cell Phone useage and eating while driving seem to be worse problems than drunk driving. Everyday on the road I see people driving erratically and when I pass them they are either on the phone or eating. People take for granted the danger they pose hurling a ton of metal down the road at 60 mph and not paying full attention to what they are doing.

[Austin70]

Cell Phone useage and eating while driving seem to be worse problems than drunk driving. Everyday on the road I see people driving erratically and when I pass them they are either on the phone or eating. People take for granted the danger they pose hurling a ton of metal down the road at 60 mph and not paying full attention to what they are doing.


Worse would be getting oral sex while driving but more fun then talking on the phone or eating.

[GRENDAL]

Worse would be getting oral sex while driving but more fun then talking on the phone or eating.
I'll have to agree with that statement :D

[VooDooPope]

I'm guessing I know your brother as well. Hmmm... :confused:

My wife and her brother lived next door to Mr. MEOWGI so if you know him you probably know them.

Luckily I've never spent the night in jail (knocks on wood). I did come close a couple times though.

One year about 7 or 8 years ago a vendor gave me 2 tickets to the Cowboys Thanksgiving Day game in Dallas, so I called up a friend and we decided to road trip up from Houston to go to the game. We left my house in the montrose area early in the morning and were headed up 45N. I had rolled 8 joints and put them in an envelope labeled "for back pain" and then put that envelope in the seat cushion I got at Superbowl XXVIII when the Cowboys beat the bills. Also in that seat cushion were the 2 tickets for the game and my flask I used to smuggle booze into the stadium.

As we were headed up 45 just before beltway 8 (greenspoint area) I got one of the joints out and we were just about to light it when we came over an overpass and there was a cop sitting on the side of the road and he pulled my friend for speeding. As we were being pulled over I asked my friend if he had any tickets or warrants and he said he didn't. My friend got out and I could see him talking with the cop behind the car. While that was happening I put the joint in the cargo pocket on the side of my shorts. Next thing I know my friend is up against the car, handcuffed. Apparently he DID have a warrant after all. After that the cop has his gun on me and orders me out of the car. He pats me down (didn't find the joint), handcuffs me and sets me on the ground and asked me if I knew there was a handgun in the glove box. I told him I didn't, which was the truth. Then he asked me if I knew my friend had a 1/4 ounce of weed in his pocket, which I didn't.

As he searched the car he came across the seat cushion and asked whose it was. I told him it was mine and we were headed up to the football game and the tickets were inside the cushion. He unzipped it, took an envelope out, looked at the tickets and put them back in the cushion and zipped it back up. He asked me if I wanted to go to the greenspoint substation or downtown with my friend. I asked him what I was being arrested for and he told me I was free to go once he dropped me off at either place but I couldn't take my friends car it was being impounded. I decided it was closer to home downtown so I'd like to go there.

The cop took my seat cushion and put it on his front seat and took us downtown. When he was unloading us he opened the seat cushion again and pulled out the tickets and asked his cop buddy who was helping if he wanted to go to the game today that I probably needed a ride. They just laughed and he put the tickets back and handed the seat cushion back to me and told me I was free to go.

I used the pay phone to call my girlfriend (future wife) and then walked to her office a few blocks away and waited for her there. While I was waiting I sat on the curb and smoked the joint that was in my pocket and watched the squirrels play in the tree. I then went home, called our friends to get my buddy out of jail. Hopped a flight to dallas. Sold my extra ticket out side of the stadium, watched the cowboys win and then flew home that night. My friend spent all of Thanksgiving in jail and got out the next day. He said the turkey sandwich sucked.

[The Real Shady]

Worse would be getting oral sex while driving but more fun then talking on the phone or eating.

Worse would be drunk, masturbating, and watching porn while driving. But I'm sure it's a lot of fun also.

[finalsbound]

As soon as I looked over the guy had .38 snubnose revolver poited at me, not more than five feet from my face. Then the guy said something to the effect of I'm going to give you the count of five to get the hell out of here before I start shooting. I was telling my buddy to get the hell out of there while this douche was counting to 5. The whole time my buddy is talking trash to this dude. Luckily and probably because the guy saw a truck full of kids he got to five and decided it better to speed off than shoot a truck full of kids.

Pretty sure this would have scarred me for freaking life.

[Groogrux]

VooDooPope,

That is a great story!

[arkoe]

This is a stupid police story which didn't involve me going to jail, but still kind of annoyed me.

One time I was out with some friends and we were heading back home. I had a couple of guys in the bed of my truck, and the rest of our friends were following us in one of the guy's brother's car. I'm going the speed limit when a cop car gets behind me and pulls me over. So I pull into a parking lot and for some reason my friends park a little ways off from my truck and the cop.

The cop comes and after talking to the guys in the other car and in my bed that it's illegal to have anyone under the age of 18 in the bed of the truck, and has the guy that was under 18 move into the cab. Luckily he doesn't write me a ticket.

He goes back over to the other car, which to this day I'm still not sure why they stopped when I got pulled over, and then comes back and asked me if I knew that they had a huge box of weed in their car. I tell him that I didn't, which was the truth, if my friends would have they would have told me and they're not so stupid that they actually would stop when they weren't pulled over to talk to the cops with a box of weed in the car. But it was my friend's brother's car, so for about thirty seconds I'm sweating it.

Then the cops breaks into a grin and starts cracking up. Tells me that's he joking and that I'm free to go. I'm glad he didn't write me a ticket for the guy under 18 in the bed of my truck, but why do cops feel the need to mess with people?

[Cesar^Geronimo]

This is a stupid police story which didn't involve me going to jail, but still kind of annoyed me.

One time I was out with some friends and we were heading back home. I had a couple of guys in the bed of my truck, and the rest of our friends were following us in one of the guy's brother's car. I'm going the speed limit when a cop car gets behind me and pulls me over. So I pull into a parking lot and for some reason my friends park a little ways off from my truck and the cop.

The cop comes and after talking to the guys in the other car and in my bed that it's illegal to have anyone under the age of 18 in the bed of the truck, and has the guy that was under 18 move into the cab. Luckily he doesn't write me a ticket.

He goes back over to the other car, which to this day I'm still not sure why they stopped when I got pulled over, and then comes back and asked me if I knew that they had a huge box of weed in their car. I tell him that I didn't, which was the truth, if my friends would have they would have told me and they're not so stupid that they actually would stop when they weren't pulled over to talk to the cops with a box of weed in the car. But it was my friend's brother's car, so for about thirty seconds I'm sweating it.

Then the cops breaks into a grin and starts cracking up. Tells me that's he joking and that I'm free to go. I'm glad he didn't write me a ticket for the guy under 18 in the bed of my truck, but why do cops feel the need to mess with people?

actually that's kind of funny....

[Billyp]

This is a stupid police story which didn't involve me going to jail, but still kind of annoyed me.

I've got a story similar to that. I was headed to Texas City sometime during high school and my friend was following me because we had an ROTC thing to do there early in the morning. Well, we were being stupid teenagers and racing, going about 95 on the freeway. I'm in the middle lane and my friend is in the fast lane and after we pass an overpass, I see a cop just sitting there. So I know I'm busted and the exit for Nasa Rd 1 is coming up so I go to exit because I knew it would be safer than on the freeway and hopefully my friend could get away. Well he didn't know his way so instead of staying on the freeway and seeing who the cop followed, he tries to exit and has to cross the restricted area (next/almost after an exit) and almost hits the cop. We both get tickets for speeding and my friend gets a ticket for unsafe driving or something to that nature.

[VooDooPope]

VooDooPope,

That is a great story!

I have another one that involves the Katy cops, Ave D, Brookshire bros, and the drug dog but I'll save that for anohter time. :D

[IROC it]

No jail time.


But I did have a rookie cop in Lake Jackson draw his weapon on me because I couldn't find my insurance card. He had the classic buzz cut and all. :mad:

Needless to say the judge was irate with the rook.

Imagine if you will, you live 3 minutes from work. You get pulled over for "exhibition of accelleration" (they claim I squealed my tires for 5 seconds -count that out with me 1.....2....3....4....5- on a 1987 Mercury Grand Marquis while turning out of a dry pavement parking lot on the way to a stop sign :confused: - still confused to this day as to how that car could do that with no black marks... I took pictures the next day of the pavement, clean, no marks). Simply put, the car couldn't pull that off. And I hadn't even so much as chirped 'em. There was about a half mile away however a notorious drag race spot within' ear shot.

A made-up, rookie claim to be sure. But when he asked if I had insurance, I couldn't find it in the glove box. He told me then "Go find it, and I'll wait here." Seeing as we were in front of the apartment complex where I lived, I said, "okay." (Now he knew my address because he had my driver's license and had already run the plates to verify). I pulled away about 300 feet. He comes in the parking lot of the apartment lights and sirens, has a back-up unit pin me in from the rear, stops in front of me and screams "hands out of the window!! Ummm, turn off the car, and thow the keys out of the window!! And Hands out of the window!" as he's pointing his glock at my dome from 20 feet away.

Now I know what glocks are known for... hair triggers... and I know that rookie cops are known for that as well.

So when his partner comes up beside me and recognizes me from the grocery store where I'd just left, he gives him the "lower your weapon/all clear signal" and my heart jumps back down out of my throat to my chest.

He then says, "son? You do know you can't leave the scene when you're pulled over don't you? (kind of laughing)" And I responded, "Well, sure, but he told me to go get my insurance, after i had told him I live right here... and he said he'd wait there and watch me."

The officer that knew me from work (i'd actually helped him in line-ups for shop lifters) immediately turned to the rookie, and said "you have to say what you mean... especially to someone with no record..." And then he kept schooling him on procedure right there for a few minutes.

Well finally I ask, "can I go?" And the older cop said the rook was going to have to write me the "exhibition of accelleration" ticket, and that they would drop the rest for all the hassle.

"Hassle?" I thought as I left the second spot they had me at (which by the way, by now I'd found the insurance card... and they never looked at it)...

Needless to say the judge, a family friend whose kids I'd gone to school with, was steaming that the PD treated a hard working college kid with not so much as more than a d-hall in high school on his record in such a reckless and life-threatening manner.

He tore up the ticket in our presence (while we showed him the pictures of the clean concrete at the alleged "burn out spot") and said, "I will handle the rookie."

I never saw that cop again in my life.


Looking back, I should have filed some sort of human rights violation or called the newspaper, etc...

I could have had my head split by a 9mm for no reason. No telling what dime bag plant they had ready in that little po-dunk town. :eek:

16 years ago. Wow.

[arkoe]

I've got a story similar to that...

Haha. I've had at least three incidents I can think of where I should have gotten tickets for doubling the speed limit and have gotten away with it.

One time I was on Oilfield Road going 80 (speed limit 40) when I see a cop coming towards me from the other way, lights flashing. I think I'm screwed. Cop keeps on going, apparently he was on his way somewhere more important.

When I was in college I slept through my alarm one morning when I was supposed to be at work on-campus, and got a call from my boss about 45 minutes after I was supposed to be there. I get dressed and go. About half a mile from my apartment I realize that I'd forgotten my wallet and my ID, and that I wouldn't be able to get into my garage or park anywhere else on campus without it. It was a straight shot back to my apartment. I turn around and gun it, again going well over 80 in a 35 or 40. I pull into my complex and see the cop pull in behind me. I immediately pull over, knowing I'm screwed even though he doesn't have his lights on. The officer parked on the other side of the street in the complex, got out of his car, and walked off towards the office. Needless to say, I'm happily shocked and go retrieve my wallet and then go to work driving the speed limit.

Another time I'm on 6 heading towards 290 from College Station. I'm tiredand trying to get home, so I'm going 95 or so. Speed limit's 70, so it's not double like the other two, but it'd still be a significant ticket. At one point I looked in my rearview mirror and see that there's a girl trailing me but keeping up. Next time I look back there's a cop behind her, lights flashing. I pull over from the left lane to the right because they're both keeping up with me, and slow down to the speed limit. The girl pulls around in front of me and then pulls over onto the shoulder while the cop slows down behind me and follows me. I decide to make him pick me or the girl, and luckily after a couple of seconds he finally pulls over to talk to the girl.

I'm lucky I don't have 10 tickets or more on my record. Been driving since 2000 and somehow only have amassed 3. It's amazing how many times I've been speeding in neighborhoods and have had cops wave at me or flash me with flashlights. One time I had a cop try to turn around and chase me in a neighborhood, but luckily he got blocked by traffic and I took a sidestreet. I've toned down my driving since.

[LAfadeaway33]

Worse would be drunk, masturbating, and watching porn while driving. But I'm sure it's a lot of fun also.
We can ask Eddie Griffin about that one.

[pradaxpimp]

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is that you jesus?

o wait, it's some poseur wannabe christian rock band frontman.