The New And Improved Unofficial R65 Forum V2
General Category => Chit-Chat => Topic started by: proctorls on January 07, 2010, 12:13:36 PM
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Wherein the three musketeers go directly to jail.
We were all arrested for some version of Reckless driving, Attempting to elude, etc., cuffed, and loaded into the sheriff’s cars. It was a long ride back to the county lockup. Ed’s cuffs were pretty tight. He asked to have them loosened, but whatever sympathy the deputy had shown earlier didn’t extend to comfortable handcuffs. None of us had ever been arrested, so being booked was a new experience all around. The guy behind the counter went through all our stuff, including under the padding in my helmet. Mike, unfortunately, hadn’t had a chance to drop the pipe and lump of hash he had in his jacket pocket.
“Why didn’t you dump it, man?” asked the guard. Mike just shook his head.
Ed was a successful enough real-estate broker to have a lawyer on retainer, so we never even made it into jail proper. They put us in a holding cell, and we waited an hour or so for the lawyer to arrive and bail us out. Mike, because of the drugs, had to make other plans, and that was the last we saw of him for a while. Neil was waiting for us at his house. He had gone up a driveway, hidden behind a garage, and after a decent interval, went home by a different route.
The trial was a whole ‘nother story.
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Well I can't top that. About the most trouble I got in during my youth was when myself and two buddies got caught TP'ing Margaret Atherton's house. My Dad caught me, took me to see the local Chief of Police, and we had to clean it up. Of course we were on bicycles so couldn't have outrun the law anyhow.
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Thanks for the tale, Steve. An exciting read, even with a not-so-happy ending, especially for Mike. :'( I guess we should have seen it coming considering the title.
I hope we get the 'nother story of the trial...