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Papillon
My 25th birthday fell on a Friday, but the plan was to have the mashup on the Saturday. This meant my actual birthday was spent drinking a few pints and arranging the entertainment (4 grams of gak) for the next day. Anyway, the deal is done but the pints I've consumed suggest I go and buy a 10-draw on the mean streets of Clapham to smoke when I get home. On CCTV. Nice one CBE.
This completed, I wait at the bus stop. A black maria pulls up. Nuff police jump out of it, and run at the crowd - I think "some chief's fucked". 10 seconds later, held against the wall, I realised it was me.
"What's this?"
"4 grams of cocaine. It's my birthday"
So, Brixton nick was full (surprise) and I get taken to Belgravia. Spent the night in the cells. Counted all the tiles on the wall and tried to sleep. Interviewed, gave a statement, finally bailed to return in 6 weeks. Did so, was bailed again. And again. And again. And.. received a letter saying 'No evidence found. All charges dropped'. Result! I hope some copper work experience lab tech had a top weekend off my supplies.
The Saturday night turned out quality too.
Remember kids, you'll probably get away with it.
(Fri 9th Dec 2005, 13:38, More)
Papillon
My 25th birthday fell on a Friday, but the plan was to have the mashup on the Saturday. This meant my actual birthday was spent drinking a few pints and arranging the entertainment (4 grams of gak) for the next day. Anyway, the deal is done but the pints I've consumed suggest I go and buy a 10-draw on the mean streets of Clapham to smoke when I get home. On CCTV. Nice one CBE.
This completed, I wait at the bus stop. A black maria pulls up. Nuff police jump out of it, and run at the crowd - I think "some chief's fucked". 10 seconds later, held against the wall, I realised it was me.
"What's this?"
"4 grams of cocaine. It's my birthday"
So, Brixton nick was full (surprise) and I get taken to Belgravia. Spent the night in the cells. Counted all the tiles on the wall and tried to sleep. Interviewed, gave a statement, finally bailed to return in 6 weeks. Did so, was bailed again. And again. And again. And.. received a letter saying 'No evidence found. All charges dropped'. Result! I hope some copper work experience lab tech had a top weekend off my supplies.
The Saturday night turned out quality too.
Remember kids, you'll probably get away with it.
(Fri 9th Dec 2005, 13:38, More)