It was a lovely afternoon, police monitered areas and I just happened to have a watergun. I filled mine up, and started playing around with friends, and got a police officer. He charged me with assult and took me into custody.
I was in there for 4 hrs, and my mum was laughing through the whole thing. In the end I was the months most popular kid in school.
Totally worth it.
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Would like to find others who like do things with a high risk of being arrested for misdemeanors but not doing it with the idea of trying no to get caught. But we all know sooner or later you will get caught and arrested. I dont expect it to be fun getting arrested but it will be fun doing the stuff that will get you caught.
Anyone else have these thought and want to do it maybe with me?
Let me know.
I was arrested twice before my twelfth birthday. In Canada children under the age of twelve are not responsible for their crimes. The first time I went out Halloween night with a group of boys, we had about three dozen bear scares with us and we were throwing them down drains. The police didn’t like that, We ran too. We were relesed to one of our parents.
The second time was pretty simple. I was walking to my job at the SPCA. The easy way to get there was to walk along the highway, instead of crossing the street and walking the over pass about three blocks away. As I was walking a cop picked me up. I got a ride to work but not before a very long lecture on why hitchhiking is illegal.
It was a misunderstanding. I took a vacation to another city and got caught in a weird situation. Remember the “don’t do good things if they can be seen as bad ones”? well, I didn’t.
I got arrested and took to the police station. Fortunately, I explained everything and I was out after 30 min, but I won’t ever forget my ride on a police truck with the siren on!
Michael Kelso imagine peace
She was at the Republican National Convention, attending a protest, but mostly working there as a Street Medic.
The job of a Street Medic is to basically carry around lots of water, a first aid kit, things like that, helping out people who have had their skulls bashed in, or mace and tear gas sprayed at them by cops.
She got arrested for it.
That’s the kinda thing I’m goin’ for.
(she’s the redhead)
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Theres this thing about helping people with their goals. I just couldn’t resist the urge of humor at the thought of assisting someone get arrested. Hey just tell me where the bag of money is before you go.
thebigtwosix is figuring out how to do all these things...
Why not? Just once, for something minor. Book ‘Em Dano.
The worst part is that when you do something that you can get arrested for you are giving up control of your life. Even if you end up getting off scot free you’ll be under their control at some point. During that period you’ll have no control over movement, activity, communication, even clothing if they make you put jail clothes on.
I was a wild young man and have made this trip too many times.
Best part: Once I called my brother from jail. He already knew I was there so he knew where I was calling from. When he got on the phone, I simply asked him:
What are you wearing?
It was a pretty sick joke for two brothers. Learn more about men in jail if it doesn’t strike you funny.







