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07-02-2005, 01:16 AM | #11 (permalink) | |
isfckingdead
Join Date: Nov 2004
Posts: 18,967
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i spent the night in jail for S.U.I. Skatin under the influnece. to drunk to cooperate. it was a special jail.. okay i was just on a couch being asked questions.. but it was a cop station! |
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07-02-2005, 01:20 AM | #12 (permalink) |
Five Feet of Fury
Join Date: Aug 2004
Location: suburbanite
Posts: 761
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i got picked up at 5:30 am for curfew, half an hour before it ends. i had slept in this rv with my boyfriend and i went out for a smoke. just as i finish, a pig rolls up and gives me the 3rd degree. i was 17 at the time so he called my house and i got arrested. he asked if we were making porn in the rv (NO we were NOT).
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07-02-2005, 01:24 AM | #13 (permalink) |
Al Dente
Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: Texas
Posts: 4,708
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I got arrested for throwing up a graffiti bomb on the side of a building. Wouldn't have gotten arrested but it was a plain-clothes officer. I actually had a conversation with him for 5 minutes while I was doing it before he told me he was a coand that he was arresting me..
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07-02-2005, 02:38 AM | #14 (permalink) | ||
Bright F*cking Red
Join Date: Jan 2005
Location: San Diego
Posts: 2,222
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i havent personally been arrested. but i have a story sorta similar to that. my friend and i were going to his house at about 8 o clock on halloween two years ago. i wasw riding a bike and he was walking.. so as we passed by a bank, blue taurus pulls out of no where and its sirens go off. (UC cop)....where we live, you arent legally supposed to ride bikes on the sidewalk. and...i wasnt wearing a helmet. so we thought we were in trouble. after he got out of the car we realized he was pulling some guy on a moped over cuz he didnt have a liscense plate....i guess thats kind of a lame story. but its was pretty freaky when it happened and we thought for sure we were in trouble.
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07-02-2005, 07:14 PM | #17 (permalink) |
snickers
Join Date: Mar 2005
Location: detroit
Posts: 2,194
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Well I was going out with this girl once and her dad was a cop and he arrested me...
He also gangbanged another cop's wife. Just goes to show how corrupt the system is nowadays. Cops are just bullies with badges....... **** those ****ers. One day they'll all burn in a fire
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07-03-2005, 12:52 PM | #19 (permalink) |
Dr. Prunk
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: Where the buffalo roam.
Posts: 12,137
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i once got caught by a cop after attempting to run away from home.
lession 1 in running away...never ever stop at a huddle house during 1:00 at night... lession 2 in running away...never tell the waitress you are running away because you forgot to come up with a back up story... lession 3 in running away...did i forget to mention that cops love huddle house? lessiong 4 in running away...never use the bathroom leaving a cop in the other room, that always gives somebody a oppurtunity to snitch on you. |
07-06-2005, 07:36 PM | #20 (permalink) |
Like Friend like Lover!
Join Date: Jun 2005
Location: In a house...
Posts: 34
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No not yet.
But I was going to get the cops called on me. Whoo. Big deal. Anyways, there is this REALLY strange kid name Morgan. He was sitting in the middle of the side walk on the way home. I had a bunch of things in my hands(bag of school **** for break, and a HUMUNGOUS simba stuffed animal.) I was talking to my friends and then I noticed Morgan(which tried to run away from school that previous day) And I was like "What, Im just carrying stuff. Stop looking at me." Him:I have a gun in my bag. Me: Psshyeah. Him: *reaches in bag* Us: ****. Then his fat ass friend runs up Her: IM CALLING THE POLICE ON YOU! What did I do?
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