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first speeding ticket ever...... summa******* (pg. 5)
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| Clovis86 |
| quote: | Originally posted by ::TranceVanDyk::
+4 now:) |
+5 :p |
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| D-res |
| quote: | Originally posted by Clovis86
+5 :p |
im gonna have to +6 this one |
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| Mr. Pink |
So there I was.........
It was the middle of the night and my pal Johnny and I decided to go to the gas station.
The weed was taken cared of, we had a load of rum, but lo- no coke (ca-cola) ;)
so we drive to the gas station.....as he's gone in i turn my head lights off. He comes back, and we drive off.
At the first light i see this Montero with the call sign "LA FURA" on it, meaning the fury.
chillin :nervous:
For 3 lights i follow this thing....a right, a left, and another right....then it slowly pulls over to the right and lets me pass it.
chillin :nervous:
THEN ALL OF A SUDDEN this Montero speeds up to me like a bat ouf of hell, tail gates me, pushes in his high beams BLINDING me completely, and i hear a voice screaming at me in Spanish through the intercom to pull the fuk over.
im like "AHhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!":eek:
Frantically, I ask johnny if he had any weed on him and he quickly replied, "no".
I sort of chill out and then we hear them telling us to get out of the car with our hands up.
We do.
I turn to the montero, still blinded by the high beams, and i see figures, 3 of them. One off in the shadows to the right of the car next to a tree. One behind the front door of the montero, with the door open, gun pointed at me. And with the driver slowly making his way at me through the middle
looked like this
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total triangle formation, they were wearing military outfits but with cop hats, bullet proof vests, 2 of them on the sides had their automatic rifles pointed at us, and the front cop has his pistol out.
im ting in my pants.
He asked me why i was following them and i decided that it'd be a great idea to speak in english and be a white boy...so im like
" i wasnt, im just going home, officer. I dont know why you pulled me over"
and he's like "you dont know why?!"
:wtf: so he shows me why and points at my headlights and i kinda start chuckling sayin "oh i forgot to turn them back on! oH MAN!"
and he's like "...................:thepirate "
so i apologize and he makes a sign and everyone stands down, and my balls finally stopped shaking, and he let me go on a warning.
:wtf:
later, i get home and im like "thank God you didnt have weed johnny, i would have freaked!"
and he's like, "I did" and pulls out 2 grams of weed. :eek: |
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| smokeape |
OK, old story if you bear with me. I used to have a 68 Camaro that would go over 160, but before that I had a 69 Galaxie with a 429 police interceptor motor. This was before the Dukes of Hazard ever was on TV and I had Rebel flag stars and bars stickers on the hood, trunk, and on each side door. It was kinda hip back then for us hillbillys. Anyhows, Miller came out with these little pony bottles, like 7 oz or something, and we thought it was neat because each was good for about one swaller. Me and my buddy were about on our nightly routine of shooting bunnies for tomorrow's meal and drunk to the max on a couple cases of these little ponies and decided to call it quits and head for our apartment. Had a couple dead bunnies on the back seat, a shotgun and rifle up front and a 357 on the dash, and we needed to get rid of all these friggin little bottles. I was driving and my Bud was slamming mailboxes with the bottles. We were coming down a mountain on a big four lane divided highway and I knew where a big ass mailbox was on a side road my Bud could aim for. I pulled on the shoulder at about 70 MPH and my Bud let fly and missed the mailbox, but broke the bottle right in front of a State Trooper running a speed trap. Holy , batman! I hit it to about 100 on this curve, but we saw blue lights coming on behind us. My friend said we probably couldn't outrun them and they'd get help in the straightaway ahead, so I swerved across the median in a suicical move almost flipping and almost hitting a Semi, but managed to somehow maintain control, miss it and pull up behind it. That's when we saw the cruiser heading downrange at about 120, so I hit mine up to about 120-130 to figure we had about 250 MPH separating us. Needless to say, we took the real long way home on back woods roads that night.
Thanks for bearing with me....
:p
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Filo & Peri ft Fisher - Closer Now |
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| Dervish |
| ^^^ Thats what I'm talking about, real life. Experiance (if you got caught it might have been an anal penetration experiance but thank it wasn'y :D ) |
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| smokeape |
| quote: | Originally posted by Dervish
^^^ Thats what I'm talking about, real life. Experiance (if you got caught it might have been an anal penetration experiance but thank it wasn'y :D ) |
If I got caught drunk, reckless driving, speeding, with weapons and dead animals in car, they would've buried us under the jail. Thus, the youthful suicical U-turn at near 100 MPH over the median to avoid the State Trooper. In 20/20 hindsight, the manuever could've flipped us and killed us. Oh well, I survived and learned something I reckon...
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| Dervish |
Yup live and learn. Every day is a school day and all that. As you say with 20/20 everything is so clear and sometimes you need to to yourself to learn the hardest leasons.
Like cliff climbing without ropes is bad at 12 and so is playing chicken with cars, without a car. :toothless
One thing I'd say though is I was from a rural area and afew people I know died doing silly stuff with cars. And when you see the parents going past your house on christmas day to put flowers at the frozen hard ground it really makes you think.
Lifes a balance between risk and not living atall. But you have to think about the other people who'll be affected if you die (be it your parents or the people in the other car).
But whats the point in being alive if you don't live?
Sorry downer bit drunk and thinking about old mates. |
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| ::TranceVanDyk:: |
now these are top-notch po-po stories |
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| D-res |
now if i havent spent enough money for the freaking speeding ticket plus another 396 for a plane ticket to north carolina this weekend to be with my girlfriend for prom and 121 for a tux rental, i just got a cell phone bill costing another $374.11
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:whip: :whip: :whip: :whip: ING AIRTIME CHARGES!!!!!!!!:whip: :whip: :whip: :whip: |
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| Dervish |
| quote: | Originally posted by D-res
i just got a cell phone bill costing another $374.11
as;dlkfj;oaisjdgoahsdvajf;lakjf;3lkajf
:whip: :whip: :whip: :whip: ING AIRTIME CHARGES!!!!!!!!:whip: :whip: :whip: :whip: |
Shouldn't you have spent the money on a more fetching attire than that which is depicted in your "avatar"?
That said it is a lovely hat. |
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| D-res |
| quote: | Originally posted by Dervish
Shouldn't you have spent the money on a more fetching attire than that which is depicted in your "avatar"?
That said it is a lovely hat. |
i love my track jacket! :p
and the hat is from hard rock cafe orlando from spring 02 |
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| Dervish |
Have you ever seen that simpsons epsiode where grandad simpson wants to drive his bitch about and there are thouse guys who have the jackets from different "shops" and the main guy goes "I burn with it, for I would rather die than people no know which stores I have been to!"
Why do people like to wear thouse (sorry very slighly un-speeding ticket related) ? |
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