Have you ever been arrested?

[Joga]

Please answer truthfully. Nobody will think you're any less hardcore because you never spent a night in jail back in the day. Also, if you will, please share your story about being arrested, so that we can make fun of you.

Thanks.

[Joga]

Alright, Byrchey-poo. Did it include hookers? Drugs? Midgets impersonating Danny DeVito?

[EtchedInCold]

I've never been arrested, but I have successfully ran from the cops 3 times.
Just for stupid shit around the neighborhood...

[B]

ive never been arrested
i am an angel :halo:

[Bruce]

I first got arrested when I was twenty. Minor consumption. :blah: It barely counts. So many people get one of these. I think. :uhhh:

Anyway, a friend and I were hanging out on this person porch drinking a few beers. After while, he asks what to do with the empties. I'm sort of a neat freak so I told him to throw 'em across the street. Brilliant, Byrche. Just as he did a couple cop cars coincidentally pulled up to a stop about a half-block down. They saw it. So a sheriff comes up, talks to my friend. He gets cuffed and stuff. I sit there and watch until he comes up and talks to me. I get stuffed. Luckily he didn't look in my vehicle, I had a cooler full of beer. Possession. :hrmph: No drugs, of course. :sonic2: It was the middle of summer. I'm a redneck and have no shirt on. Just shorts and shoes. They put me in a holding cell alone. :nanner24: Except it's about 50 degrees in there and all there was for comfort was a little rubber mat on the floor. I decided to crash out and sober up as quickly as possible.

My one phone call, to some friends. Released my wallet and had them hit the atm for me. They came back and bailed me out about 5 hours later. We went back and got my ride. Then went back to their house. They had been up playing Mortal Combat all night. I kick back, pop open another beer. They're like, "Dude. What are you doing? You just got out jail." So I'm like, "Fuck. I'm safe now." Put down a few more and crashed out. My friend had to call his mom and pops. He was only like 18 at the time and still lived at home.

The second time, DUI. A bunch of us were eating out at a bar and grill. I was 25. We were heading to Indy later to get a room the night before a Colts game. I had a few beers but, was from from drunk. We stopped to get gas along the way. A couple of my friends were already pretty drunk. They were running all around the station acting like complete asses. Attracting attention. So we leave. Between leaving and getting pulled over, I helped a friend down a beer. So it was very fresh on my breath and shit. A few miles down the road we get pulled over. I do the sobriety test and blow. I blew a .09. Still legal then. They decide to take me downtown and put me on the big machine. :hrmph: They say they'll likely let me go though. I ended up blowing a .1. :rage: I'm only there a total of about an hour and a half. I actually finish with the bail bondsmen before even being booked. A friend covers the bail. I later find out, it was the attendant that called the cops based on my friends behavior. I don't condone drinking and driving but, we'd likely have made it fine had they not acted like idiots.


The cops out of curiosity had my other friends blow while I was being processed. Half were completely sober. The one who I think ultimately got me busted blew over a .2. supposedly all the cops were laughing at him and his behavior. :shame: He paid to get me out though. Over time I figure it cost me 3 grand. Between court costs, increase in insurance and :blah:.

So we went on to Indy. Went to the Hard Rock. Did shots of Tequila. I almost didn't get served. I had no license. Even showed the bartender my DUI paperwork. I was the oldest one there. Finally after convincing, he hooked me up. Later in the hotel, we were all hungry but, about broke. I start looking through the Bible. Not for spiritual reasons though. I find 34 bucks. :woo: We order pizza and eat. Then crash. Goto the game the next day and have a good time. Thanks again for the pizza, Jesus.

I lost my license for 6 months. Still drove for three because I lived alone. Didn't quit driving until my plates expired. :ontome:

Haven't been pulled over since. Zilch. Not even standard infractions. Eight years.

If you actually read all this.....:bj:

Sorry, Jessica. Charges were dropped for the hooker-midget incident. Entrapment. The cops knew about my fetish.

[iha]

I first got arrested when I was twenty. Minor consumption. :blah: It barely counts. So many people get one of these. I think. :uhhh:

Anyway, a friend and I were hanging out on this person porch drinking a few beers. After while, he asks what to do with the empties. I'm sort of a neat freak so I told him to throw 'em across the street. Brilliant, Byrche. Just as he did a couple cop cars coincidentally pulled up to a stop about a half-block down. They saw it. So a sheriff comes up, talks to my friend. He gets cuffed and stuff. I sit there and watch until he comes up and talks to me. I get stuffed. Luckily he didn't look in my vehicle, I had a cooler full of beer. Possession. :hrmph: No drugs, of course. :sonic2: It was the middle of summer. I'm a redneck and have no shirt on. Just shorts and shoes. They put me in a holding cell alone. :nanner24: Except it's about 50 degrees in there and all there was for comfort was a little rubber mat on the floor. I decided to crash out and sober up as quickly as possible.

My one phone call, to some friends. Released my wallet and had them hit the atm for me. They came back and bailed me out about 5 hours later. We went back and got my ride. Then went back to their house. They had been up playing Mortal Combat all night. I kick back, pop open another beer. They're like, "Dude. What are you doing? You just got out jail." So I'm like, "Fuck. I'm safe now." Put down a few more and crashed out. My friend had to call his mom and pops. He was only like 18 at the time and still lived at home.

The second time, DUI. A bunch of us were eating out at a bar and grill. I was 25. We were heading to Indy later to get a room the night before a Colts game. I had a few beers but, was from from drunk. We stopped to get gas along the way. A couple of my friends were already pretty drunk. They were running all around the station acting like complete asses. Attracting attention. So we leave. Between leaving and getting pulled over, I helped a friend down a beer. So it was very fresh on my breath and shit. A few miles down the road we get pulled over. I do the sobriety test and blow. I blew a .09. Still legal then. They decide to take me downtown and put me on the big machine. :hrmph: They say they'll likely let me go though. I ended up blowing a .1. :rage: I'm only there a total of about an hour and a half. I actually finish with the bail bondsmen before even being booked. A friend covers the bail. I later find out, it was the attendant that called the cops based on my friends behavior. I don't condone drinking and driving but, we'd likely have made it fine had they not acted like idiots.


The cops out of curiosity had my other friends blow while I was being processed. Half were completely sober. The one who I think ultimately got me busted blew over a .2. supposedly all the cops were laughing at him and his behavior. :shame: He paid to get me out though. Over time I figure it cost me 3 grand. Between court costs, increase in insurance and :blah:.

So we went on to Indy. Went to the Hard Rock. Did shots of Tequila. I almost didn't get served. I had no license. Even showed the bartender my DUI paperwork. I was the oldest one there. Finally after convincing, he hooked me up. Later in the hotel, we were all hungry but, about broke. I start looking through the Bible. Not for spiritual reasons though. I find 34 bucks. :woo: We order pizza and eat. Then crash. Goto the game the next day and have a good time. Thanks again for the pizza, Jesus.

I lost my license for 6 months. Still drove for three because I lived alone. Didn't quit driving until my plates expired. :ontome:

Haven't been pulled over since. Zilch. Not even standard infractions. Eight years.

If you actually read all this.....:bj:

Sorry, Jessica. Charges were dropped for the hooker-midget incident. Entrapment. The cops knew about my fetish.
I didn't read the story but i looked at the pictures. :byrche:

[Mya]

I'm a law abiding citizen.

[Bruce]

Byrche is a fuckin' criminal.

:theman:

[Yates]

i was arrested once when i was fifteen for posession of alcohol.... cops didnt believe it wasnt mine, and took me downtown... got me on video saying 45 minutes of nasty things to the cops, eventually went to court and was found innocent....

[EtchedInCold]

Criminal Trespassing- got away
Disturbing the Peace- got away
and, most originally,
Minor Consumption- got away

[Bruce]

The one I got away with, luckily, was 19 counts of contributing. A party I had just months after my first arrest got busted ex post facto. Some girls father showed up and got knocked the fuck out. They talked to me last. Threatened me with all 19 counts. I told the truth. No charges were ever filed against anyone. :blink:

[EtchedInCold]

i guess people don't like when you climb the trees in their yard at 10 at night.

and apparently people don't take kindly to being woken up at 4:30 in the morning by an air horn outside of their bedroom window.

and of course, drinking when you're 20 is looked down upon.

[Bruce]

Octopussing?

[EtchedInCold]

we've never had the cops called on us for that. we're elusive when we do that.

[Joga]

Sorry, Jessica. Charges were dropped for the hooker-midget incident. Entrapment. The cops knew about my fetish.

I have to say I'm disappointed.

[Bruce]

There were pics too. My lawyer had that file sealed though.

[bleuMadonna]

I haven't been arrested, but one of my brothers got charged with DUI, twice.

[Agent]

no.

[jazz]

i've never been arrested, but i will admit i've gotten away with some pretty questionable shit. :sly:

[Joga]

My friend Andy has a pretty funny arrest story. But since he's not here, I guess I have to tell it.

Stop me if you've heard this...

So Andy and some of his friends went down to Rocky Point, Mexico, for spring break. Andy doesn't speak really any Spanish at all, so he only knew where his hotel was because one of his friends that he was with was fluent, and Andy just followed him everywhere. One night, Andy had a bit too much cerveza, and he decided he needed to go to the bathroom. Because he was drunk, he decided it would be a good idea to pee in the alley. Because the alcohol made his awareness a bit fuzzy, Andy didn't realize until it was too late that he was peeing on a Mexican police officer.

Yeah.

Andy got taken to jail, having absolutely no idea where his hotel was, or what it was called. He had very little money, no way to get in touch with his friends, and could not speak the language for shit. He sat there all night, until about 5 AM, when some guy came in and talked with the officer. The officer said "Who in here is American?" Andy and two other guys looked at each other, unsure, but raised their hands. The random guy said something to the officer, and Andy and the two other guys were let out of the cell. The random guy took them out to breakfast, helped them find their hotels, and told them to do it for someone else someday.

Andy's too scared to ever go back to Mexico, or else he would.

[bleuMadonna]

:what: :eek2:

[KenKill75]

Nope. Im a good boy.

[jazz]

:what: :eek2:.

[breastnorton]

fuck yeah, as a wee lad, nothing came of it though, the courst didn't want to deal with the case

some vandalism type stuff keke

[Ryan]

i was interrogated for about 15 minutes once when i was like 13, if that counts.

[Joga]

elaborate plzkthx.

[Ryan]

no.

[Joga]

yes.

[Ryan]

jesus, why does it glow?

i don't know LOL

[Trizzak]

Nope, never arrested.

[Stoner Si]

a few times....

[Ryan]

surprise surprise

[Bruce]

What a bunch of lamers around here. :shame:

[KenKill75]

Maybe we're just too smart to get caught. :neener:

[Bruce]

I've done plenty of shit and not been caught too. In my untamed younger days of course.

[KenKill75]

you're still untamed

[jazz]

Maybe we're just too smart to get caught. :neener:
:that:

[Stoner Si]

surprise surprise

whats that meant to mean???? :shocked:


Maybe we're just too smart to get caught.

most of the stuff i've been arrested for the police are gonna know its me as there is no "smart" way to deal with it....

[anna lee]

ive never been arrested but i almost was on my last day of high school, like two hours before graduation because my car had "suck our balls" written in that erase marker shit and something somebody wrote about "fuck you ms. geb" (gehart) who is our principal. the police came and everything, took all of our information but our school security guard sorta talked them out of taking any of us in. i didnt actually write any of the stuff though, it was just on my car. so they were douchebags for even threatening me.

[Ryan]

my car had "suck our balls" written in that erase marker shit



LOL

[anna lee]

SHUT UP RYAN!!!!!!!!!!

haha, our principal was all "why would anyone want "suck our penis" written on their car?" and we all just sorta muttered "it was 'balls'"....

[Ryan]

http://www.nataliedee.com/040506/cat-ass.jpg

[anna lee]

lol

[Keith Moon]

http://www.nataliedee.com/040506/cat-ass.jpg


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[Ryan]

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LURL!

[dos]

My friend Andy has a pretty funny arrest story. But since he's not here, I guess I have to tell it.

Stop me if you've heard this...

So Andy and some of his friends went down to Rocky Point, Mexico, for spring break. Andy doesn't speak really any Spanish at all, so he only knew where his hotel was because one of his friends that he was with was fluent, and Andy just followed him everywhere. One night, Andy had a bit too much cerveza, and he decided he needed to go to the bathroom. Because he was drunk, he decided it would be a good idea to pee in the alley. Because the alcohol made his awareness a bit fuzzy, Andy didn't realize until it was too late that he was peeing on a Mexican police officer.

Yeah.

Andy got taken to jail, having absolutely no idea where his hotel was, or what it was called. He had very little money, no way to get in touch with his friends, and could not speak the language for shit. He sat there all night, until about 5 AM, when some guy came in and talked with the officer. The officer said "Who in here is American?" Andy and two other guys looked at each other, unsure, but raised their hands. The random guy said something to the officer, and Andy and the two other guys were let out of the cell. The random guy took them out to breakfast, helped them find their hotels, and told them to do it for someone else someday.

Andy's too scared to ever go back to Mexico, or else he would.

I was actually thinking of going to Rocky Point (Puerto Peñasco) for a concert. This makes me feel better about going, to be honset. Especially since I'm half drunk a t the moment.,