Brushes with the law...
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I attended a party at an illegal club in an abandoned garage in Stockholm some ten years ago. The police did a razzia and closed the whole thing down. It was pretty interesting, really. First a lot of policemen came in, armed with H&K guns, and started shouting at people. Then, some civilian policemen came in and everyone was ordered to stand along the walls. The civilian policemen went around and inspected people, probably looking for signs of drug abuse. Then the organisers, the DJs and people selling beer were arrested. Then everyone else were ordered to form a line and prepare to leave. I was at the back of the place so ended up at the rear of the line. After a while a policeman ordered people to start leaving. Nothing happened. The policeman became impatient and repeated the order. Nothing happened. The policeman got upset and started shouting and insulting us. Nothing happened. The policeman became red in the face and started waving his gun about. Then a colleague informed him that other policemen stood at the entrance making sure no one left... After that had been cleared we left the place in an orderly manner. Me and a couple of friend went to a bar and had a few beers before going home.
A Luna
A Lunatic
For the first time in my life, I got a fine for playing in a kindergarten (yeah kids playground) at 3 AM. We threw the swings over the bar so they would be higher, who hasn't done this as a kid?
Oh and we also had a 'for sale' board of a house with us.. but still, fined for playing in the playground. We could barely keep our face straight since we almost laughed our ass of because we got a fine for that..
Oh and we also had a 'for sale' board of a house with us.. but still, fined for playing in the playground. We could barely keep our face straight since we almost laughed our ass of because we got a fine for that..
Beelzebrush
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Quite a few times.... mainly illegal festivals. The most notable was the Castle Morton rave which pretty much ensured the poice of being gifted with additional powers to 'deal' with a really hectic rave scene in the nineties - killed it really. The media went totally overboard and the sound systems were in deep shit for the most part.... good old Spiral Tribe etc..... great days!
Personally... I've been a little silly and guilty of youthful exuberance on a couple of occassions... hiding in a friend's pub bottle store having just outrun a police car on my mates motorbike - I got caught, breath tested and failed, taken to the police station and fortunately passed the breath test there... I still got prosecuted and fined though.
Speeding - 115mph on a 60mph limit road.... banned from driving a large fine.
Buying dope from a seedy area of Sheffield.... two plain clothed coppers pulled us (5 or 6 students in my Land Rover).... My buddy actually managed to swallow a half ounce of resin so we escaped any kind of grief... he later managed to throw it up and we smoked it (sounds like BS but is true lol).
The nineties were a mental time, it was like being a crash test dummy for all sorts of illicit and exotic chemicals
- like a mini 1960s.... loved every minute of it (the bits I can remember anyway.
Many near scrapes too
All good fun and I wouldn't change any of it.
Personally... I've been a little silly and guilty of youthful exuberance on a couple of occassions... hiding in a friend's pub bottle store having just outrun a police car on my mates motorbike - I got caught, breath tested and failed, taken to the police station and fortunately passed the breath test there... I still got prosecuted and fined though.
Speeding - 115mph on a 60mph limit road.... banned from driving a large fine.
Buying dope from a seedy area of Sheffield.... two plain clothed coppers pulled us (5 or 6 students in my Land Rover).... My buddy actually managed to swallow a half ounce of resin so we escaped any kind of grief... he later managed to throw it up and we smoked it (sounds like BS but is true lol).
The nineties were a mental time, it was like being a crash test dummy for all sorts of illicit and exotic chemicals
- like a mini 1960s.... loved every minute of it (the bits I can remember anyway. Many near scrapes too
All good fun and I wouldn't change any of it.
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evil tendencies
Cake or Death?
Yar! (Dusting for crime-scene prints as a cadet is as close to a brush with the police as I got - yes, I'm quite serious).
freakinacage
Well-known member
i have never been caught for anything. except i have just got a 2 month old speeding fine that's going through the system. bit boring really
freakinacage
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ScottRadom
Shogun of Saskatchewan
Hmm. Last time I was arrested it was 3 months after a bar fight.
This idiot that I can't legally name was a buddy of one of my wifes High School boyfriends. So we're talking ancient history here. As it turns out this particular boyfriend beat my wife up once upon a time and has narrowly avoided a couple ass kicking from myself in the past (He's runs faster scared than I do mad.). So this dude is a very good friend of someone that honor demands I beat down. No prob, I don't have to transfer onto this dude automatically, I am not a total neanderthal (eyebrow pointing as evidence to the contrary). BUT... this idiot has spent years trying to come over to me at the bar or wherever and tell this other guys side of the story. Look, I'm married to the woman. I know there are times she's gonna try your patience but hitting a woman just aint cool. Not know, not in 1990. There is no way I am gonna forgive a dude who hasn't even apologized for his behavior. There is even LESS of a chance I am going to have a civil conversation while I am on beer with a dude who is trying to tell me what a great guy this ex boyfriend really is. So I spent YEARS telling him to go fuck himself and I described in great deal what would happen to him if he persisted in nagging me.
So anyway, I head out for my buddies stag. "Whatever you do, don't kick the shit out of _________!" my wife said as I left. It was a good stag and I was through the business end of a couple hundred dollar bar tab by the time this idiot shows up and decides he wants to talk. "Fuck off." I told him. That bit was actually important once the lawyers got involved later as it's one of the most wonderful statements in the English language that CANNOT be misinterpreted as "I think I would like to talk to you in a calm and civil manner".
The idiot persists and begins telling me that I am over reacting about this old boyfriend, and as far as he knew he only ever saw ________ slap my wife once.
"So one slap is okay?"
He kinda paused thinking about what to say and BAMMMMOOO! I slapped him as hard as a man can slap someone. I knocked a couple of his molars out! But what a terrific slap. I mean, it had the set up, the pay off, just awesome.
So we get tossed from the bar, him first then me. The bouncer who saw it all, and also thinks that guy is a tard, let me finish my beer. This is important as he was outside and once I leave he comes at me. Turns out he can't fight for shit and I whip him pretty good. But drunk as I was I actually managed to miss him completely, by a bout a foot, with a headbutt. That was embarrassing. So I bounce his head around and as I get on top of him to really put paid to him an enormous guy, one of the regular old guys from the bar picks me up with very little effort (I weigh about 240) and says "I think he's had enough, son.".
If anyone is ever going to lift me off a man with such little effort, and call me son gently, and make it clear that any further stupidity on my behalf will have to go through him first, that's the end of the fight for sure.
So it was what it was. I thought to hear from the cops but it was 3 months later. They PHONED me and asked me to come down. I did and then I got to see the picture of the dude from the morning after. That was very gratifying. It goes before a judge and gets tossed... eventually.
The ONLY thing I could be charged with was the slap. Everything after that falls into the "Hockey fight" rule. God I love that my country has this guideline. If one person essentially says to another "hey you, let's fight!" and the other dude starts swinging, that is a contract. Cool, huh?
So since I todl the guy to "Fuck Off" and he kept initiating contact I got cleared. I was told I should have gone to a bouncer or something first and blah blah, but in the end nothing.
Which is a shame as I made a vow that if I ever had to do any time (Even a week) I would get the scales of justice tattooed on my back like DeNiro in cape fear. I would also talk about how the joint changed me all the time. So that's it really.
This idiot that I can't legally name was a buddy of one of my wifes High School boyfriends. So we're talking ancient history here. As it turns out this particular boyfriend beat my wife up once upon a time and has narrowly avoided a couple ass kicking from myself in the past (He's runs faster scared than I do mad.). So this dude is a very good friend of someone that honor demands I beat down. No prob, I don't have to transfer onto this dude automatically, I am not a total neanderthal (eyebrow pointing as evidence to the contrary). BUT... this idiot has spent years trying to come over to me at the bar or wherever and tell this other guys side of the story. Look, I'm married to the woman. I know there are times she's gonna try your patience but hitting a woman just aint cool. Not know, not in 1990. There is no way I am gonna forgive a dude who hasn't even apologized for his behavior. There is even LESS of a chance I am going to have a civil conversation while I am on beer with a dude who is trying to tell me what a great guy this ex boyfriend really is. So I spent YEARS telling him to go fuck himself and I described in great deal what would happen to him if he persisted in nagging me.
So anyway, I head out for my buddies stag. "Whatever you do, don't kick the shit out of _________!" my wife said as I left. It was a good stag and I was through the business end of a couple hundred dollar bar tab by the time this idiot shows up and decides he wants to talk. "Fuck off." I told him. That bit was actually important once the lawyers got involved later as it's one of the most wonderful statements in the English language that CANNOT be misinterpreted as "I think I would like to talk to you in a calm and civil manner".
The idiot persists and begins telling me that I am over reacting about this old boyfriend, and as far as he knew he only ever saw ________ slap my wife once.
"So one slap is okay?"
He kinda paused thinking about what to say and BAMMMMOOO! I slapped him as hard as a man can slap someone. I knocked a couple of his molars out! But what a terrific slap. I mean, it had the set up, the pay off, just awesome.
So we get tossed from the bar, him first then me. The bouncer who saw it all, and also thinks that guy is a tard, let me finish my beer. This is important as he was outside and once I leave he comes at me. Turns out he can't fight for shit and I whip him pretty good. But drunk as I was I actually managed to miss him completely, by a bout a foot, with a headbutt. That was embarrassing. So I bounce his head around and as I get on top of him to really put paid to him an enormous guy, one of the regular old guys from the bar picks me up with very little effort (I weigh about 240) and says "I think he's had enough, son.".
If anyone is ever going to lift me off a man with such little effort, and call me son gently, and make it clear that any further stupidity on my behalf will have to go through him first, that's the end of the fight for sure.
So it was what it was. I thought to hear from the cops but it was 3 months later. They PHONED me and asked me to come down. I did and then I got to see the picture of the dude from the morning after. That was very gratifying. It goes before a judge and gets tossed... eventually.
The ONLY thing I could be charged with was the slap. Everything after that falls into the "Hockey fight" rule. God I love that my country has this guideline. If one person essentially says to another "hey you, let's fight!" and the other dude starts swinging, that is a contract. Cool, huh?
So since I todl the guy to "Fuck Off" and he kept initiating contact I got cleared. I was told I should have gone to a bouncer or something first and blah blah, but in the end nothing.
Which is a shame as I made a vow that if I ever had to do any time (Even a week) I would get the scales of justice tattooed on my back like DeNiro in cape fear. I would also talk about how the joint changed me all the time. So that's it really.
Believe me, nothing I'm proud of. A misspent youth, coupled with running in the wrong groups, resulted in many, many run-ins with the law.
However, I reformed myself and have stayed out of trouble for the past 15 years or so; not even a parking ticket.
Not sure just how much detail I should share. I can say that I've never killed anyone, no drug convictions and all of the felonies were reduced to misdemeanors due to plea bargains.
ScottRadom
Shogun of Saskatchewan
Now Hinton that sounds just too interesting to keep to yourself! felonies.... oh my!
Legacy Account
Active member
I've had several episodes over the years. Let's just say I can relate to some of Beelzebrush's experiences. Not stuff I'd like to risk my current employers hearing about
Donga
Active member
I've had several episodes over the years. Let's just say I can relate to some of Beelzebrush's experiences. Not stuff I'd like to risk my current employers hearing about
I was there for a couple of Scott's, not that I was involved in any way...
I'm pure as driven snow...(well now I am)
(son of a Policeman, I'd never go 'off the rails')
Beelzebrush
Active member
I reckon getting this sort of stuff out of your life at an early age is a bit of a rites of passage sort of thing. Obviously realising it is what's important I suppose (called getting old I guess
)Funnily enough, the guy who swallowed that lump of resin is the son of a policeman too
ANyway, I'm glad to see this thread back to life..... sort of an anticlimax though now lol
generulpoleaxe
New member
I have never been arrested or cautioned
good job as two of the officers i know are ex marines (Allister is bigger than Paul mike!)
good job as two of the officers i know are ex marines (Allister is bigger than Paul mike!)
funnymouth
Active member
wow. man, the 90's were great, weren't they?
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