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Been arrested? How about jail time? Hard time?

What's the worst Trouble you've ever been in?

Hehe...here goes.

Last summer, I'd gone to visit my girlfriend and her family (They invited me up, didn't quite know we were dating at the time, as she tends to be very private about her private life), and they allowed us two to remain in the house for four days when the rest of her family went to some other province for sports finals, and had left us the car in case we needed it. Well, to make a long story short, I was coming back from town with her, the brakes gave out, the car slid on the gravel road, and I slammed into their fence, obliterated a beam 3 feet behind it, split one three feet from that beam in half, and messed up a bit of the chicken coop. We spent four hours the next day repairing the fence. The damage to the car, without insurance, was $1500 CDN, but since they went through their's, was $300 CDN (their deductible). I felt horrid for damaging the car, and paid in full without hesitation. Surprisingly, they weren't mad at me, since I immediately fessed up, and even begged my family to let me visit them for Christmas (which I did) and they paid to fly me up there (I still have no idea where they got the money to do that).

Well...there was that time I nearly started World War Three...

Most trouble I've been in? Misdemeanor for credit card fraud. I was young and juvenile (age of 12) so its a first time juvenile offense, so it doesn't go on my record :). But that's the most trouble I've been in.

Besides the time my friend at school got attacked by these three guys, and I jumped in to help him. I got suspended for four days, while everyone else got lesser amounts... Why? Because I kicked all three of those guy's asses.

I once killed someone and buried their body in the forest.

Hmm, there are two incidents that stick out in my mind from childhood. Firstly, I was being sexually molested so I went and told the first adult I could find, my grandmother who was there at the time but did not know it was happening. She told me it was "Very bad sex" and refused to believe me. My parents arrived and I repeated my allegation and included that my grandmother had condemned it as "Very bad sex." My grandmother was stunned, she claimed that she never said those words and I was making it all up. I got into lots of trouble for repeating her words, it was about six weeks before they stopped yelling at me.

Another time I was playing with my tent downstairs, but it was hard to get to because it was in the closet under the stairs. My brother decided to try and help me which was both unusual and well intentioned IMHO, so he broke the top half of the door off. There I was, playing with the tent when my parents came home, saw the broken door and blamed me. I told them he was trying to help me and accidentally broke it (I knew he broke it on purpose to get the tent out, I was there) but they refused to believe me saying that he wouldn't have done it because he wasn't the one who wanted to get in there to play with the tent. I was stripped naked and thrown out of the house for the night. My brother apologised and threw some clothes out the window for me. Even though he was responsible for my predicament and did not step forward I think this was probably one of the nicest things he ever did for me. To this day I am never naked, even when I am alone I get changed under the sheets with the lights off and I never go without a shirt or wear revealing clothing like shorts outside.

In my last year of highschool some stupid kid deceided she would try to shove me around and then accuse me of starting a fight despite an academic record that puts most to shame and a school history lacking confrontations all over a stupid jukebox. (I put on a song I wanted to listen to, she got around the 30 second song changing delay by pulling the plug and putting it back, and changed it to her song, I went up after 30 seconds and changed it back... et c until she guarded it and dared me to push the button. As I went to do so, she shoved me into the wall... in front of the 5 teachers who were supervising the cafe...) I didn't really get into trouble though, I just had to go meet with the vice principal after school, and that meeting consisted of "Nothing's going on your record, she's suspended though. Stay out of trouble now." The vice principal loved me.

Oh, and once the police warned me and some friends about loitering...

*sigh*

'Nam....1954...

...We were fighting the Red Army, when suddenly flying Portugese ninjas nearly ripped out my arm. My buddy got shot by the artillery fire.

Been arrested many times. Although I chalk it up to youth.

Once in oregon for civil disobedience. Stupid charge. Just a small altercation during a large festival

Mexico for driving to fast and then argueing with the unpleasant police in Puerto Vallarta.

Mexico again for drunken driving. Somewhere in Baja Cali. Not sure the town. Dont remember to well. But was beaten fairly good by the local police.

Portugal, For getting into a traffic accident. Not our fault. But the man decided he wanted to vent some anger. Was allowed to go after only a few hours in custody.

UK, Use to live there. was in trouble to much there. Had a wild English gf. Always trouble followed her.

Ireland, for drunken driving in Galway. Swear I thought it was ok there! Didnt know they actually took you to the poky for that in Ireland of all places. Was with the English gf. So I blame it on her bad Karma.

Could have or should have been arrested dozens of other times for assorted hooliganism.

Im ok now, married with kids. Havent even been pulled over in years. Amazing what a family does to a guy.

I got my sexy cousin pregnant. :fluffle:

I got my sexy cousin pregnant. :fluffle:

D'OH!

I once killed someone and buried their body in the forest.If you didn't get caught you didn't get in trouble.
See, no problem.

D'OH!
:D

I got a written warning for speeding once...

Oh yeah, I'm baaaad... :rolleyes:

I spent a couple of hours in jail for unpaid traffic tickets. Stiill made it to work on time, though.

Cut my wrist and they dragged me to the emergency room. Since it was on purpose, they wanted to take me to the wacky ward. While they were calling the cops, I told them I was stepping out for a cig. When I saw no one was watching I took off. The cop made me walk back to the hospital in handcuffs while he followed me in his car. No sense of humor, cops. I got quite a kick out of it.

Took my Assisstan Manager's credit card for 2 reasons: (1) it was a slow day and I was going to amaze her with my magical ability to know her card number. (2) she left her coat and purse in an area that (a) was not secure (b) we were ALL told not to leave there.

Well, I was in deep poo-poo after that, I still scared to get another job.

When I was in college there was this girl who got busted in our dorms for being all high on junk(heroin). Now during this time I'm at school and when the girl is asked who hooked her up she said "Kyle", so they go up to my room to find heroin, but find nothing but a couple 20 sacks of weed. The ironic part of this is that on the same floor right across from my room was a new first quarter student slash junk pusher named Kyle. The girl just didn't give a last name.

Anyway I was charged with,
Possession with intent to deliver( a third degree felony)
Possession(fourth degree Mis.)
Paraphernalia (another fourth degree Mis)

And recieved a harsh sentence of.................

Nothing, zip, noda, and all with a public defender.

I'm not going into full details, but I've been in jail a total of 7 times for various things (mostly alcohol-related), spent a week in the looney bin for a suicide attempt, have been charged with Arson (which was dropped) and currently can't fuck up ANY for the next 4.5 years or I do hard time (3rd DWI)....so it's no wonder I've been sober for almost a year. :headbang:

I was picked up and brought to the Police Station once for kicking out street lights. I somehow managed to convince them not to call my parents, and they never found out.

Currently I am probably the most dangerous driver in the nation, always going over the speed limit and so on, but I've never been caught. Cops are so predictable...but I think I'll have to get rid of me little radar warning device. They've got detectors now so that they can see if you have one.
I'll probably die in the car one day. I just hope I don't take anyone with me... :(

Texpunditistan - it indeed sounds like a good thing you are sober! Honestly and truely - please do your best to stay that way.

Several stops by cops here in Japan. J cops can legally stop any random person on the street for questioning for any reason what so ever. No arrests or being brought in, but it certainly has given me a marked sympathy for US cases of "driving while black".

Back home in Texas, one case of my friend getting stopped late at night by a DPS trooper. Said friend forgot to mention that I was asleep in the back of the van when the DPS trooper asked if he could take a look. He opened the side door, I woke up and sat up, and all of the sudden I was looking down the wrong end of a scared cops .357 magnum. No fun at all.

Texpunditistan - it indeed sounds like a good thing you are sober! Honestly and truely - please do your best to stay that way.
Honestly, it's been better for me all the way around. No more hangovers and I don't have to worry about waking up buck naked in the middle of the kitchen floor after drunk sleepwalking. The no more jail thing is good, too. ;)

I *do* miss having a Guinness every now and then, though. (Love the taste of a good beer.) But, I think I'll stay sober -- I'm much less of an asshole that way. :)

Honestly, it's been better for me all the way around. No more hangovers and I don't have to worry about waking up buck naked in the middle of the kitchen floor after drunk sleepwalking. The no more jail thing is good, too. ;)

I *do* miss having a Guinness every now and then, though. (Love the taste of a good beer.) But, I think I'll stay sober -- I'm much less of an asshole that way. :)

Good to hear. Best of luck in staying straight! :D

This one time at bandcamp.......

This one time at bandcamp.......

Sounds wild :rolleyes:

Sounds wild :rolleyes:
Nothing sexier than a tuba

I've never been caught by a cop for anything worse than forgetting to turn on my headlights at night. He just told me to turn them on and went on his way.

My worst actual punishment was in the 7th grade I got in school suspension for 3 days.

I spent 8 months in jail for manufactring a controlled substance. It was my first offence and I had an amazing lawyer so my sentence was only for 2 years. Got out early because the the jail I was in was so old, decrepit and overcrowded that each day there counted as two @ any other facility. That and I was model prisoner. While inside I was lucky enough to be well protected by members of the biker gang I did all my "business: with. I reused to roll-over and provide names to the police. I would have gotten off with probation only if I had given names, but I'm not sure how long I would have gone before being killed or at the very least beaten to a pulp.

Had my record expunged after 5 years without any offences. No record and I'm allowed to travel freely as any other law-abiding citizen. I walked away from the entire criminal mess as soon as I walked out of the jail. I was only 21 when I got arrested. I chalk it all up to youthful mistakes and an object lesson that crime pays, but only until you have to pay by doing time

I've been picked up by the police twice. Once when I was twelve for dropping eggs onto cars on the highway from an overpass, and once when I was twenty-two for trying to run home naked at 3 o'clock in the morning.

Police, fire and rescue workers were called to save me once from being stuck up to my chest in a mudpit when I was sixteen.

When I was twenty, I was beaten so badly by the psychotic brother of a girlfriend that I was hospitalized for several days.

That's about it. Having a good friend who is a police officer in my late twenties and now a wife who is a cop has gotten me out of some sticky situations lately. :)

Hmmm....I've been arrested for first-degree murder twice, but got off both times (the first time by burning down the police station and killing everyone inside, the second time by using an old Jedi mind trick). The first time was when I was 12, the second was when I was 14. Then, I was trapped at the edge of a cliff armed with nothing but an old sword against 500 enemy soldiers... managed to kill 66, the rest fled. Another time I had to be hospitalized after being beaten nearly to death by a mob that thought I had intentionally poisoned a political rival (which I had), and I've been blackmailed by an enemy. Blackmailing a black belt = Bad idea. He didn't have to be hospitalized. ;)

And then there was the time I 'accidentally' misdirected my worst enemy...;)

~Czardas, Supreme Ruler of the Universe

I got my sexy cousin pregnant. :fluffle:
Did you say "Spiel mit mir" to her?

Did you say "Spiel mit mir" to her?

:D

Does that one ever actually work?

Meh, I never got caught much. One of the worst troubles I was in was when my mom and dad found me kissing my neighbor, who happened to be of the same gender as myself. It wasn't really particularly bad.

Honestly, it's been better for me all the way around. No more hangovers and I don't have to worry about waking up buck naked in the middle of the kitchen floor after drunk sleepwalking. The no more jail thing is good, too. ;)

I *do* miss having a Guinness every now and then, though. (Love the taste of a good beer.) But, I think I'll stay sober -- I'm much less of an asshole that way. :)


Way to go Tex! Fluffle for sobriety! :fluffle: Meh... Guinness. I don't like it. Especially warm. Have some good espresso or something.

Besides, you've got a lot riding on this, and you're getting into much less trouble, now aren't you? ;)

Congratulations :)

Curfew

I'm a good girl.

EDIT: It was about 8 years ago.

I have some drunk driving stories that will make you laugh until you cried. They REALLY are funny and there are several. All involved confrontations with the police. I was drunk off my ass every time. (One time I hit a police car in the lane next to me.) I can laugh about it now. There is one particularly hilarious incident, involving me nailing a stoplight, which flew over the roof of my car, and I didn't even know I hit anything, and going to a different bar. When the police arrived, I couldn't walk, so one of my friends, bless his heart, helped me walk to my car where the police were. I fell in the street a couple times. Gave them some story about the Mafia chasing me. They couldn't charge me because I had gone into another bar before they found me. I didn't know I hit anything until two weeks later when one of my friends told me.

HOWEVER, now I am so grateful I never hit a person. I could have just as easily hit a person as taken out that traffic light. I got very lucky.

I'm really ashamed that I drove drunk. I was just so lucky not to have hurt anyone. I'm really disgusted with myself. Driving drunk is so irresponsible. I can't stand it when I hear about drunk driving. You can always take a cab or have someone sober drive.

The only reason these stories are funny (and these are the short versions), is because no one was hurt or killed. I look back on that and just shudder.

Finally at one point, I refused to drive when I was going out. Eventually over time, I just didn't really drink. Even now, which is RARE amongst persons like me, I'll have a couple beers or a couple glasses of wine. That is extremely rare.

Oh, BTW, all my (many) pull overs by cops when I was smashed, even when I hit the cop car, took out a traffic light, etc., I NEVER got a DUI (drunk driving ticket). I was even joking around with the 4 cops (yeah, they had to take pictures of my accident w/the cop.) They had me sitting in the car long enough that I could at least walk when I got sick of waiting. They just had me sign an "inattentive driving" ticket and let me go. They knew I was so drunk, I would have blown a 3.0 on the meter... and they just let me go. They always let me go.

The worst trouble I've ever been in... I'd have to think back for a long time, and then I probably wouldn't want to say anything anyway!

Go Tex! ;)

I have some drunk driving stories that will make you laugh until you cried. They REALLY are funny and there are several. All involved confrontations with the police. I was drunk off my ass every time. (One time I hit a police car in the lane next to me.) I can laugh about it now. There is one particularly hilarious incident, involving me nailing a stoplight, which flew over the roof of my car, and I didn't even know I hit anything, and going to a different bar. When the police arrived, I couldn't walk, so one of my friends, bless his heart, helped me walk to my car where the police were. I fell in the street a couple times. Gave them some story about the Mafia chasing me. They couldn't charge me because I had gone into another bar before they found me. I didn't know I hit anything until two weeks later when one of my friends told me.

HOWEVER, now I am so grateful I never hit a person. I could have just as easily hit a person as taken out that traffic light. I got very lucky.

I'm really ashamed that I drove drunk. I was just so lucky not to have hurt anyone. I'm really disgusted with myself. Driving drunk is so irresponsible. I can't stand it when I hear about drunk driving. You can always take a cab or have someone sober drive.

The only reason these stories are funny (and these are the short versions), is because no one was hurt or killed. I look back on that and just shudder.

Finally at one point, I refused to drive when I was going out. Eventually over time, I just didn't really drink. Even now, which is RARE amongst persons like me, I'll have a couple beers or a couple glasses of wine. That is extremely rare.

Oh, BTW, all my (many) pull overs by cops when I was smashed, even when I hit the cop car, took out a traffic light, etc., I NEVER got a DUI (drunk driving ticket). I was even joking around with the 4 cops (yeah, they had to take pictures of my accident w/the cop.) They had me sitting in the car long enough that I could at least walk when I got sick of waiting. They just had me sign an "inattentive driving" ticket and let me go. They knew I was so drunk, I would have blown a 3.0 on the meter... and they just let me go. They always let me go.

The worst trouble I've ever been in... I'd have to think back for a long time, and then I probably wouldn't want to say anything anyway!

Go Tex! ;)
You lucked out. Down here, they would have crucified you. :eek:

My last DWI was a severe case of bad luck/wrong place/wrong time.

I had played a gig at a bar not very far from my apartment and was riding my motorcycle home. I hadn't drank very much, but had a couple shots of Jack at the end of the night. Also, being the drummer in a very energetic band, most of the alcohol I had consumed, I had sweat out, so I smelled like a freakin' brewery.

Anyway, I'm on my way home. Less than a mile from my apt. I misjudge the distance to the back of a van that was stopped at the light in front of me, so I lock up the brakes and end up in a half-sideways skid due to my tires being pretty slick. I slide up, barely tap the back bumper of the van with my front tire, lose my momentum and promptly fall over in the middle of the street...

...right in front of TWO cruisers and a crime scene van. :headbang:

Needless to say, I had a slight buzz, had just been in a near accident and smelled profusely of alcohol... I went to jail. Luckily, they only gave me 5 years probation, fines and community service. Bad parts: I now have a felony on my record. Good parts: I'm now sober and staying that way.

Some of us drunks are just hard-headed. I'm glad I finally smartened up. :)

I slide up, barely tap the back bumper of the van with my front tire, lose my momentum and promptly fall over in the middle of the street...

...right in front of TWO cruisers and a crime scene van. :headbang:

Needless to say, I had a slight buzz, had just been in a near accident and smelled profusely of alcohol... I went to jail. Luckily, they only gave me 5 years probation, fines and community service. Bad parts: I now have a felony on my record. Good parts: I'm now sober and staying that way.

FIVE YEARS probation for that? Ehh. Well, that's the Texas "justice" system for you...

I knew a guy in Port Aransas, Dustin, who had a motorcycle. He and a friend were racing down the 18-mile stretch, when one of them swerved (Danny). Dustin didn't see why he swerved, and... Well, he kind of ran right into a car... And went under it. Killed him instantly.

Okay, I think that's enough of that...

I guess you could say I've never really been in trouble. The most "trouble" I've ever been in was when me and a bunch of friends, along with my dad, went over to this guy's house (in Port Aransas). My brother rang the doorbell, and as the door opened... We let loose about six water balloons. They exploded all over his dining room!

Good stuff.

FIVE YEARS probation for that? Ehh. Well, that's the Texas "justice" system for you...
They could have given me 5-10 years in PRISON. The average sentence for a 3rd DWI is 10 years probation. So, yeah, I lucked out. Although, I think that since I had gone sober before I got to court (months later) they only gave me 5 years.

They could have given me 5-10 years in PRISON. The average sentence for a 3rd DWI is 10 years probation. So, yeah, I lucked out. Although, I think that since I had gone sober before I got to court (months later) they only gave me 5 years.

I'll say.