So I was about to get it on with my hubby when his pops yelled down stairs that the sheriff was hear to talk to us. So I went up stairs and got arrested. Yep that's right folks...I went to jail. I guess I had like $507 in warrants. It was all a bunch of hoop-la: failure to pay fines for possession of marijuana; littering from a vehicle(i threw a cup at someone and said fart starbucks...lol...i hate evil corps); and the last was an underage.

So I guess I'm pretty bada.ss! LOLHere's the funny part though...

I was just chillin in my stripes and  nasty orange flippers. Thinking that it would be really funny to jack the sandels and bring them home for my older bro. When he was in JDC a mill years ago, we use to give him shinola for lovin the shoes....the same ones I was wearing. I just kind of looked up and was gazing around(it was a damn zoo in there...like 45 ppl in) when who the hell do I see but the devil himself!!!!! My brother points at me and said what the f.uck was I doing in...all I could do was laugh my ass off.

Until I found out that he has to go back to Illinois to face his charges. I feel for him but once he gets time over with he can finally be free of all that shinola.

Well that's my giggle for you guys.

peaceandlove♥♥

*Sings-"It's the most wonderful time of the yeeear..."

Jeez-well, good luck with all that.

OMG, froggy!

A) that SUCKS

B) I'd kill to have your attitude. If'n I ever end up in jail, I'm going to be freaking the FUCK OUT

C) I love that there is funny, in the midst of all the...jail-y

D) It's ridiculous and hilarious that you met your BROTHER in jail just when you were thinking of jacking the shoes for him

E) I REALLY hope everything works out!

F) Love, Jules.

Sorry, but it is kind of funny! I guess Johnny Law needed a holiday bonus. And such serious charges, too. How can you ever face another morning (sarcasm)?

You got me to thinking about a time, a million years ago, when I went to So. Padre Island on spring break. I got busted peein' on the side of a 7-11. And I was trippin'. Really. So there I was, in jail, trippin' the lights fantastic. Did I mention that the bugger stole my pot? Or that I was snotty-drunk? Court sure was fun the next morning! The judge took all the rest of my money and told me to be out of town by noon (no shinola!) and to never come back to his town. I'm a lot more careful now, and I won't be back to South Party. Live and learn, just try to learn faster than I did.