Some kid on a dirt bike evaded the cops, but then posted a video to TikTok of his exploits.
They arrested his dumb ass.
Some kid on a dirt bike evaded the cops, but then posted a video to TikTok of his exploits.
They arrested his dumb ass.
If we have to march off into the next world, let us walk there on the bodies of our enemies.
Dude with warrants gets found and arrested because because he thought live-streaming would be a good idea. To paraphrase Rick James: Social Media is a hell of a Drug.
Behind the story details provided by a LE friend.
‘Unspeakable Loss': High School Graduate Dies After Weekend New Haven Shooting
https://www.nbcconnecticut.com/news/...olice/2821167/
Above story is what you get in the media. What actually happened.
The 'victim' was driving in New Haven with his girlfriend in the car. He got into a road rage argument with a pedestrian. He threatened the pedestrian with a BB gun. The pedestrian countered with a real gun and shot the kid in the eye. Real gun wins!
Shooter in the wind.
Alabama moonshine-making reality TV star busted for making moonshine
https://www.al.com/news/2022/09/alab...moonshine.html
An Escambia County man who has competed on several reality TV shows making moonshine has been reportedly arrested for possession of a still and possession of prohibited beverages.
Johnny Wayne Griffis, 48, of Flomaton, was arrested Monday by agents of the Alabama Law Enforcement Agency, according to the Tri-City Ledger.
He was released from the Escambia County Detention Center Tuesday on $3,000 bond, the outlet reported.
Authorities said Griffis was found with a moonshine still, in the process of cooking, when officers arrived with a search warrant. They also found 19 quarts of flavored moonshine and five gallons of clear moonshine.
Griffis competed in 2020 on the Discovery Channel’s “Moonshiners: Master Distiller.” A new television series, “Alabama Shine,” premiered in August on The Country Network, with him competing against a moonshiner in Carbon Hill, Jimbo Bray.
WEAR in Pensacola reported that officials said Griffis discussed evading law enforcement during the moonshine distillation process in his new show.
'How about me?': Ga. man's question about Most Wanted list on Facebook leads to his arrest
“We appreciate you for your assistance in your capture,” the sheriff said.
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.
A Rhode Island man arrested for breaking into a a home with an AR-15 last month was punched in the face, had his legs smashed with a 20-pound kettle bell and disarmed by a husband and wife, according to a just-released police report.
Meanwhile, a cop in the area managed to tube his career by asking a dispatcher to run the plate of a woman that he wanted to date.
If we have to march off into the next world, let us walk there on the bodies of our enemies.
Prelude: You, intrepid student, are psyched to be attending an alumni-only integrated AMIS/ECQC by @SouthNarc
Scene: You, tactical examplar, prepare to enter Thunderdome vis-a-vis the open doorway into a bedroom; you're running a Sim-bolted AR instead of your normal pistol. Craig calls it in-role...
A deep male voice yells from within that it's past your bedtime and to stop playing with your toys. Your rifle's barrel is suddenly seized and you are pulled into the darkness with violence; the entangled gunfight has arrived. As your eyes adjust, you realize that your opponent is either going full flesh-tone no-gi or is outright naked.
You crank off a round somewhere into the darkness, and your opponent remains unimpressed.
As you wrestle over the gun, a 3rd party enters from stage left, also naked or fully spandexed. The 2nd party immediately begins yelling for the 3rd party to shoot you; distantly, you wonder where they could be concealing a gun with that grooming style. You try and recruit the 3rd party through verbals, and partially succeed: you don't recruit them, but instead of shooting you, they produce a blue-painted training kettlebell and begin trying to chop you down like it's a muay thai bout. Your legs preemptively shudder every time they load up for another swing at your massively welted thigh.
You end up on your back, clutching a malfunctioning weapon with both of your hands, as these possibly naked people continue to sweat on and bludgeon you.
Craig does not call it for another 30 seconds: the whole audience holds out hope that you will recover and egress this incredibly plausible scene of a shattered dream.
Their hopes are unrequited.
Within the solitude of the helmet, you weep.
Jules
Runcible Works
Naked people - bludgeoning you. Where I used to work (you know who should appreciate this) - the women's sauna in their locker room was right near the door to the locker room. A guy would enter the locker room and open the sauna and take pictures with a camera. After several such incidents, the indigent, sweaty naked women led by a very attractive (not that it matters) faculty wife, charged after him, tackled him in the hallway, sat on his chest and slapped him silly. There was some debate whether this was actually his plan and goal.
On another naked foray. Our locker supplied towels for the show at a desk in the male locker room. So you would get one before the shower. A provost went to play handball at a similar institution across the river. The provost, naked, asked where the towel dispenser was. He was told it was through that door. So he strolls out and is shocked that a young lady gives his naked old, middle aged, body a towel without a blink. Oh, the towel window was in the hall and you were supposed to get one before entering the locker room. However, this was a very, very liberal school (that used to have naked indoor pool swim day), so nobody got upset. The provost was asked - Let's get this straight, you walked out to a young lady naked and said you wanted to check out equipment. Laughter ensued. These weren't PC days.