Hating on the $EC - Mostly Alabama (and a little Georgia too)

[WingsFan]

A Father gets a call the Washtenaw County Jail from his son

Son your in Jail? What the hell happened?


Don't worry Dad "I made a good decision" and got arrested. Didn't miss class though - its all good

- Just come bail me out.

[AlabamAlum]

It happend to me. I was 20-years-old. Drunk tank at Ft. Walton Beach. After being escorted out of a bar called Jamaica Joe's. I didn't lose my scholarship, I wasn't suspended, and life went on. I learned from my mistake without facing any draconian punishment.

But petition the NCAA, take this kind of common-sense approach out of the coach's hands. Mandate that any college kid who drinks alcohol gets suspended, his scholarship cancelled, three fingers broken on each hand, and has to ride a donkey backwards through the town square. Whatever. Until then, this was the right call.

[CGVT]

Drunk is not the same as drunk driving.

To believe that this kid made the conscious decision not to drive is a stretch.

[CGVT]

BTW, I'm trolling a bit. I think it really depends on his BAC. I haven't been able to find that anywhere.

[AlabamAlum]

Meh. He gets charged again on anything else and I will support his removal from practice, games, whatever. But this first offense misdemeanor charge of being drunk in a parked car?
Nah.

[iam416]

I, too, spent a night in the drunk tank 4 months short of my 21st birthday. Parents didn't care -- I had to pay the ticket and that was that. MFers in Columbus were hitting underage drinking citations for $300 plus costs....25 years ago! That was a real kick to the stones. Spent the rest of the quarter living on tuna fish, rice and the goodwill of others. Pity me not, for my scrimping and austerity enabled me to continue on with my drinking regime pretty much unabated.

#goodchoices

[AlabamAlum]

Heh.

[Wild Hoss]

Ah yes, the good old days of paying off MIP tickets by donating plasma.

Five dollars for me, ten for Lancaster County.

[iam416]

Heh. I ventured down that road once. Ah, to be young again and full of borderline worthless plasma!

[AlabamAlum]

MY BROTHERS!

[AlabamAlum]

I haven't thought about my Jamaica Joe's arrest in years.

Me and 3 friends in Ft. Walton. The four of us were staying at a condo called Emerald Isles. We had a small room with one double bed. One guy got the mattress, which was pulled onto the floor. One guy got the box springs. The other two had sleeping bags. One in the bathtub and one curled up by the door.

Anyway, we were at Jamaica Joe's. A bar-restaurant thing that had a koi pond with a fake stream serpentining through the place. Even had these little wooden bridges ever so often over the stream. Rich tourists threw change in it. Me and my friends ran out of beer money and decided the appropriate thing to do would be to kick off our flip-flops and retrieve some of those unwanted quarters and dimes.

Despite the staff's protests, we had stuffed our pockets with a good amount wet coins and figured we might as well get enough coinage for tomorrow night, too. That's when I was roughly grabbed by the waistband of my shorts and plucked from the water and carried through the place and thrown outside to the cheers, laughter, and applause of the other patrons. Largest cop I had ever seen. I think he was 8 or 9-foot tall and he did not find our youthful frivolity the least bit amusing. Spent the night in the drunk tank. To the cops' credit, they never processed our paperwork, so my record stayed clean.

And now you know...the rest of the story.

[Wild Hoss]

Yeah, there's no need for a permanent black mark on your record for nickel and dime stuff.

[AlabamAlum]

Heh. Quarters too!

[CGVT]

Yeah, there's no need for a permanent black mark on your record for nickel and dime stuff.

Well played...

[THE_WIZARD_]

Dude should have used a Tusky Uber...