so i'm lucky as a mofo
Posted: Fri Nov 05, 2004 11:23 am
well here we go on another adventure into the JM theatre so as always keep your hands to yourself, go to the bathroom before we start and remember Drifting is NOT a crime (dispite what local law enforment says)
ok so anyways i was on my way back from a concert last night in savannah and i have a my friend ron and my friend Kasey in the car with me. we were rockin the Vic (thats civic not crown vic) it's a great car D16Y8 Autotragic! woot woot! anwyays, so i'm going about 90 in a 50 just cruisin cuz Kasey is late for her curfew and he parents already don't like me. anyways, so i'm driving down 278... similar to um.... windyhill i guess. anyways i'm flying and having a mini-rave in my car and it's all good. so i start coming up on a black suburban and hit the brights to check plate b/c most cops around here aren't marked. anyways, no markings and no permanent tag. so i say ok we're good. so i get back on it i get about 50-60 ft ahead and all of a sudden BLUE LEDS like you wouldn't believe. but only for a second and being that i love rave i was like o well maybe i was just halucinating anyways.... o well so i slow down to about 68ish. then he comes up and looks at me and then passes me, i was like o ok it's a warning i'm straight the adrenaline is pumping (btw that is the best feelin in the world when all your nerves are on end and everything is moving a million miles per hour--- sorry i'm an adrenaline junkie) anwyays, he gets to the light before me and i was like well i don't wanna talk to him so i'll just pull in behind him. well i do and guess what......give up?....yeah thats right he pulls into the intersection and reverses into the lane next to me i was like FOOK MI!
then he grabs his big flashlight and is all shooting it in ron and my eyes. we're like ok well my friend Kasey is the biggest pothead ever and i'm like Kasey please tell me you're all out. and thank God she was. anyways so after about 3 minutes of him flashing his flashlight thru the car i finally roll down my window. he says in the biggest country accent ever, "HEY THERE BOY YOU NEED TO PULL UR CAR OVER THERR" i was like ok... so i did and since they had just got done repaving i definately raped my front bumper i cried 1 tear... just 1. then i put it in park.
COMENSE SCARY MUSIC AND FRIGHTENED
PANICING! 
ok anyways, so the cop comes up and is like son come with me we're going to the sheriffs office i was like OMG! I"M TAKING THIS LIKE A HILTON! so i get out and he takes me to the back of the car. anwyays he starts grillin me like i was a t-bone on a hot grill! i was like yes sir no sir i wish i was playing video games sir....blah blah blah. then he pulls ron out of the car and takes him to the front and starts messin with him about drinking and drugs and i don't know something that didn't even matter. about thats time 4 more cops show up which brings the total to about 7 cops now.
and thats about what they looked like... anways so the all surround me like i'm going to run or something and i was like okkkk..... this is kinda wierd so maybe i should have some fun and talk with them. so i start talking with them and they were all like haha funny funny something something laugh. i was like yest thank you the cops understand me. then the big cop comes back and is like no laughing with the criminal or something like that. so he gets back to me and is like she didn't say anything about a curfew.... i was like WOMAN!!*&^%^$&*$* come on you always have a curfew, the girl ALWAYS HAS A CURFEW! anyways, i wing it and it comes out ok. and then i get the rest of my talk like i could take your lisence and car and blah blah blah get the KY jelly blah blah blah...
and he was like well you have a good nite and get home fast... i kinda looked at him, he looked at me and was like but....no speeding. i shook his hand and the rest of the cops had another laugh, raped my car gettin back onto the road and disappeared into the distance. i was one frickin awesome experience so now the JM P.O. (pull-over) meter is just moved up 1 more space... to one hundered and 8........teen. yeah so bye...
Disclaimer: thank you for tuning in any seizures, tightness of breaths, comatose, or any other medical problems experience in JM's theatre is not the fault of said JM. Thank you for tuning in and remember... if it's not sideways it's not cool!
ok so anyways i was on my way back from a concert last night in savannah and i have a my friend ron and my friend Kasey in the car with me. we were rockin the Vic (thats civic not crown vic) it's a great car D16Y8 Autotragic! woot woot! anwyays, so i'm going about 90 in a 50 just cruisin cuz Kasey is late for her curfew and he parents already don't like me. anyways, so i'm driving down 278... similar to um.... windyhill i guess. anyways i'm flying and having a mini-rave in my car and it's all good. so i start coming up on a black suburban and hit the brights to check plate b/c most cops around here aren't marked. anyways, no markings and no permanent tag. so i say ok we're good. so i get back on it i get about 50-60 ft ahead and all of a sudden BLUE LEDS like you wouldn't believe. but only for a second and being that i love rave i was like o well maybe i was just halucinating anyways.... o well so i slow down to about 68ish. then he comes up and looks at me and then passes me, i was like o ok it's a warning i'm straight the adrenaline is pumping (btw that is the best feelin in the world when all your nerves are on end and everything is moving a million miles per hour--- sorry i'm an adrenaline junkie) anwyays, he gets to the light before me and i was like well i don't wanna talk to him so i'll just pull in behind him. well i do and guess what......give up?....yeah thats right he pulls into the intersection and reverses into the lane next to me i was like FOOK MI!
then he grabs his big flashlight and is all shooting it in ron and my eyes. we're like ok well my friend Kasey is the biggest pothead ever and i'm like Kasey please tell me you're all out. and thank God she was. anyways so after about 3 minutes of him flashing his flashlight thru the car i finally roll down my window. he says in the biggest country accent ever, "HEY THERE BOY YOU NEED TO PULL UR CAR OVER THERR" i was like ok... so i did and since they had just got done repaving i definately raped my front bumper i cried 1 tear... just 1. then i put it in park. COMENSE SCARY MUSIC AND FRIGHTENED
PANICING!
ok anyways, so the cop comes up and is like son come with me we're going to the sheriffs office i was like OMG! I"M TAKING THIS LIKE A HILTON! so i get out and he takes me to the back of the car. anwyays he starts grillin me like i was a t-bone on a hot grill! i was like yes sir no sir i wish i was playing video games sir....blah blah blah. then he pulls ron out of the car and takes him to the front and starts messin with him about drinking and drugs and i don't know something that didn't even matter. about thats time 4 more cops show up which brings the total to about 7 cops now.
and thats about what they looked like... anways so the all surround me like i'm going to run or something and i was like okkkk..... this is kinda wierd so maybe i should have some fun and talk with them. so i start talking with them and they were all like haha funny funny something something laugh. i was like yest thank you the cops understand me. then the big cop comes back and is like no laughing with the criminal or something like that. so he gets back to me and is like she didn't say anything about a curfew.... i was like WOMAN!!*&^%^$&*$* come on you always have a curfew, the girl ALWAYS HAS A CURFEW! anyways, i wing it and it comes out ok. and then i get the rest of my talk like i could take your lisence and car and blah blah blah get the KY jelly blah blah blah...
and he was like well you have a good nite and get home fast... i kinda looked at him, he looked at me and was like but....no speeding. i shook his hand and the rest of the cops had another laugh, raped my car gettin back onto the road and disappeared into the distance. i was one frickin awesome experience so now the JM P.O. (pull-over) meter is just moved up 1 more space... to one hundered and 8........teen. yeah so bye...Disclaimer: thank you for tuning in any seizures, tightness of breaths, comatose, or any other medical problems experience in JM's theatre is not the fault of said JM. Thank you for tuning in and remember... if it's not sideways it's not cool!
