There's a Trailer Park in my backyard....one time I took a cab home from the bar all fucked up I made em drive into the Trailer Park and then told them I had to run in and grab some money....that's when I ducked through the trailers and cut across the field to my place.
TPB is a bad influence....hahaaa, not really...I did this way before this season started. I just laughed when I seen the Boys ditch the cab like that.
Hey Beav - I used to be a cab driver for a while. Ditching a cab on TV is one thing, just entertainment. I was ditched several times and it's not cool. So I would just like to send you out a big sincere:
FUCK YOU!
Hey, heres another side of that coin. In 1990 I was living in a halfway house as a part of my sentence for a DUI. Mandatory AA meetings were a requirement of living there. In October me and another guy were going to an AA Halloween dance at Music Hall in Cincinnati, Ohio. Music hall is in downtown, the half way house is in an area called Walnut Hills, predominately black and poor. Its about a 15 minute bus ride from Walnut Hills to downtown. Now at the time I didn't know fuck all about downtown Cincinnati and got off the bus on the other side of town. We asked somebody and started walking. After about 10 minutes I looked behind me and saw a cop car cruising up slowly behind us. I didn't think anything about it, I hadn't done anything wrong. Next thing I hear is "Alright you two put your hands on your head, turn around and face the car!" I turn do as I'm told and this cops got his .40 Smith and Wesson leveled at us!
Long story shortened, a cabbie picked up two guys in Price Hill, predominately white and poor, and do a runner, we fit the description. Two white males with dark hair. The cabbie showed up, a black guy, and ID'ed us. I called him a fucking liar and said I'd see him in court. The cops separated us and the one driving me asked me why I was so pissed off. Looking him in the eyes in the mirror I said " Wouldn't you be pissed off if you were being arrested for something you didn't you?" We stared at each other in the mirror, he dropped his eyes first.
Anyway, I had proof, sign out sheets from the halfway house, that showed there was no way we could have gotten from Walnut Hills, to Price Hill and downtown in the time frame that this took place. The cabbie never showed up for court so it was dismissed. After the hearing I was outside talking to one of the cops involved in a foot chase with the real runners who said he chased me for 6 blocks and I jumped a 6 foot high fence. At the time of my arrest I was wearing, hiking boots, baggy Levis, a sweater and a full length wool and cashmere trench coat. I looked at the cop and said "I smoke a pack and a half of cigarettes a day and I have Asthma, I couldn't run 6 blocks to save my life!" I then showed him the sign out sheets that proved my innocence and told him the cabbie and the city were damn lucky, because I would've owned them both. He turned red and walked away.
Cabbies and cops lie and break the law, too. So to all them
FUCK YOU!!!Beav knows what he did was wrong and I'm sure he wouldn't do it again, that cabbie that fucked me would lie again just to see someone arrested. I've not gotten good jobs because that arrest is on my record, that cabbie fucked me for years, how long did your runners fuck you for?
Now I'm reminded of a John Mellencamp song, Cherry Bomb.
"Seventeen has turned thirty-five, I'm surprised were still living."
"If we've done any wrong, I hope that we've been forgiven."
I'm done rambling and ranting now. Sorry for the thread hi-jack, must be the Afghan Black hash I'm smoking.
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