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Sun 23 Jan, 2005 06:15 pm
How many A2Kers have spent time in the big house? What were your crimes ? Murder? Drugs? Manslaughter?
This is a thread to discuss your time behind bars.
Myself, I've never spent time in prison, but I have been in jail in 12 different states -- Utah, Colorado, Arizona, California, Texas, Louisiana, Georgia, Wisconsin, Minnesota, Maine, Oregon, and South Dakota have all had Ratzenhofer behind their bars at a point in time.
My most memorable jail experience was in Utah, the land of the Mormon. I believe I was arrested simply because I had long hair, but they charged me with disorderly conduct because I was walking around the middle of Salt Lake City wearing a shirt with the satantic pentagram emblazoned across the front and hassling anyone who I suspected of being Mormon.
The judge dropped the charges because he noted that I was attending college at the time, had a clean record, and he "didn't want to jeopardize my future because of a singular unfortunate incident"
Boy, was he wrong on that decision. I went on to drop out of college and begin my cross country journey of crime and misbehavior.
So, what are your favorite jail or prison stories?
I got arrested in Cinncinnati for going into an Arbys with a shirt and shoes but no pants or underwear on a drunken bet.....they held me for one day...I posted a 1500.00 bail and skipped of course....and it was a loooong..time ago, so the statue of limitations has run out...
Got arrested in Myrtle Beach several times for drunk in public back in the day...held a short time and released,.....
Got arrestd in 1982 for DWI in Raleigh....have never been in even the most minor of trouble since....
I sat in the slammer in Patterson, NJ, for tax evasion,
but I don't want to talk about it.
Except: I only was there for a few hours, I don't know what happened, but now I work for the Internal Revenue Service. Enough said!
:black sunglasses:
Of all the people on A2K you two were the most likely candidates for jailbird status.
I'm also waiting for Walter Hinteler to check in. I suspect he has a very sordid past.
2 felony drug charges.
My good girl reputation has thus been destroyed.
Atta girl, shewolf. I knew I liked you for a reason.
Me - coming back from work after an exhausting eight-hour shift at a warehouse. Tired, scruffy and no makeup on, leaving aside what I was wearing.
Him - super-mega-ultra hot policeman.
Time: 12 A.M.
I sooo wanted to die.
So he cuffed you to his car and banged you, superjuly?
I don't think that qualifies as jail time.
Nice try.
I might as well confess: I went to the slammer for hitch hiking. They said I got too close to the freeway, even though I was walking at the time. Spent three days on the pea farm, spreading gravel in front of a fire station, sweeping sawdust in the firemen's woodshop. When I got out I still had a long way to go. This fellow jailbird tried to adopt me. He said he would bum the money on the street and send me off on a bus. Anytime a fellow bum came up to make conversation with me he threatened to kick their butts. At first he did really well. But as he approached the magic figure he blew the money on alcohol. Seeing this, I waited until he wasn't looking and started walking. I walked from downtown Houston way out past FM 1960 before a service station attendant felt sorry and gave me bus fare to Oklahoma - Durant, I believe it was. The irony is, I had just earned a couple paychecks in Houma, LA, offshore, but the checks were mailed to my home in OK.
No, Gus.
I'm way too young to have
the ultimate sexual fantasy fulfilled. :wink:
Hitchhiking is a horrific crime, Edgar, and that fact that you are still walking the streets frightens me.
What the hell kind of country are we living in?
Yeah!!
Hitchhikers are let OUT of jail?
OH MY GOD!
I better move to Mexico where my family will be safe.
;-)
They revoked my passport and made me wear a scarlet H on my chest.
superjuly wrote:No, Gus.
I'm way too young to have the ultimate sexual fantasy fulfilled.
Look me up when you're a little older, superjuly.
I've got the cuffs.
The Midwestern family piled into the station wagon and headed west on their vacation. Somewhere in the SouthWest they saw him. Edgar the Hitchhiker. Standing on the side of the road, bigger than life.
Little was the family to know that their time on earth was about to end. Edgar clutched the pocketknife in his pants pocket as the station wagon slid near.
edgarblythe wrote:They revoked my passport and made me wear a scarlet H on my chest.
This makes me wonder about Superman's big red
S
You didnt happen to se HIM in the slammer did ya?
Gus, i have always pictured you to be the big black BUBBA in prison right now who is allowed computer time for good behavior...............
Supie was a special case. His big S was because of the cop that stopped him. Nuff said.
Is there room for true stories here, or are we being fanciful again?
Hey, I really did get locked up for hitch hiking, Letty.
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