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12/22 |
10:35 PM
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I just got an interesting e-mail from ravi - He used to post at jackshit.org, remember that site? Anyway, here's what he wrote.
A 'D' on your progress report and you think you have a bad day? Let me tell you about my night yesterday.
So me and four friends are driving around my city trying to find shit to do. One of my friends sister is having a party and he says they're going to go out TP'ing. So we have the great idea to get some eggs and egg the TP'ers! Anyways, we drive into food4less for their great prices (but forget about their great security) and me and my friend kenny stroll in to pick about 2 dozen eggs. We pick them up, go into one of the two aisles that are open (its about 11pm) and wait. My friend says screw this, and he hops over the wire in an adjacent aisle and procedes to run the fuck out of there. so i fallow, because i have the keys to my car, and well, i wanted to leave too. We run across the parking lot and finally get to the car, but when im trying to open the goddamn door, the security guy comes up and grabs my arms. this guy was a fiesty one all right. he's saying that all i have to do is go in there and pay for the eggs, and we can leave. i say aight fine whatever, and walk in. as soon as i step in the store, he handcuff's me and my friend together. what the fuck? he brings me in his little security box and asks us our names. I tell him mine, but kenny, being the genious of the group, decides to tell him a fake name and fake number. "uh yeah, im john cabral, 798-3454" The security guy starts to call the number and i now see that kenny realizes his mistake. When the guy on the other line says he doesnt know a john cabral, the security guy says "Ok guys, you two little peckers have caused me enough fucking trouble, im calling the cops" Im sorta like, i dont give a shit, do it, because i doubt they'll press charges for theft of $3.21 in eggs. Anyways, i was being sorta a dick to the security guy, and when the cops came, i started to say "here ill pay for the goddam-" when he says "shut the fuck up kid and turn around."
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Im thinking what the fuck.
The cop actually handcuffs me and kenny right there on the spot, and takes me out to his car. he searches me and pats me down, making sure to check my cock about 20 times to see if i have a knife in there or something, and throws me into the back of his car along with kenny. Meanwhile, his partner goes and tells the rest of my friends to get out of the car, lock it up, and walk home. so they do. meanwhile, me and kenny get told our rights and are taken down to the station, where they finally take the goddamn cuffs off. let me tell you, the back of a police car is a bitch, especially when you're 6'5" and have no arms. we finally get there and i have my photo taken, and finger prints also. they call up my dad and release me to him around 1 am. yeah, he was pissed.
Now i have to go to a class for a day about stealing, and do community work for a day, so i can take off the arrest on my record.
Goddamn, i guess this is what i get for being 16, wearing baggy clothes, and being with a guy who steals eggs at 11pm. A criminal record. the only thing that could be worse is if they gave me a urine test, because im sure there was enuf THC in me to get a truckload of colombian drug lords lit.
Peace,
pulse.
I guess things always can get worse... Anyway, check out Thrashin', it's a nice site.
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