On Palm Beach
Yes, i went to the operation heart last saturday night, and then i went to palm beach to celebrate my good will in donating. so im so drunk i bypass okachobee blvd by ten miles before i realize i've missed it, exit I95, get back on northbound, and finally find the right exit. I get to palm beach, see juniors on the beach road near queen's beach, stop get out, wrap my bottle of rum in my army jacket, and walk to the sand. smoke a joint, drink a few beers and then some of my rum, and smoking a clove when a patrol car pulls up behind the fence. The whole group scatters, i duck to push my rum and jacket under a deck chair just as the cop (female/bitch) shines her light on me. I stand up as cool as i can, and take out my cell phone as if im making a call. meanwhile the pot and liquor hit me like a shovel.
BITCH- what are you doing here?
ME- just here to walk and look at the water.
BITCH- what's your name (produces notepad and writes down my name and phone number)
BITCH- whats in your pockets? do you have any pot? do you have any alchohol? take out what's in your pockets. (i do this. the bitch sifts through my cigarettes, phone, car keys, lighter, etc).
BITCH- are you hiding anything? whats under the deck chair (shines her light at deck chair)
ME- oh thats my coat i put it there for wind resistance (i meant to say so that it wouldnt blow away in the wind but it didn't come out right).
BITCH- take it out. (i do this, but i do it in a way that the rum doesn't come out from under the chair, but remains hidden).
(bitch sifts through army coat) (i thank god she doesnt see rum under chair).
BITCH- whose bottle of rum is that under the chair? (flashes light at bottle, which was just barely visible from where she was standing).
ME- (fuck) oh, i dunno. not mine.
BITCH- (glances at fellow cop, who arrived just now, and is shining his light directly in my face) it must be someone else's.
ME- yes, i believe so.
BITCH- have you had anything to drink? where's your car? are you sober?
ME- yes.
BITCH- are you sure?
ME- yes
BITCH- not a drop?
ME- yes.
BITCH- ok wheres your car?
ME- oh it's just down the street.
BITCH- ok you get the hell out of here or else you're going to get yourself thrown in juvenile detention.
ME- thank you. (i proceed to evan's house and drink more, listening to zack trying to persuade Liz to strip and go swimming. literally dont know how i made it home...i was falling asleep at the wheel and i was freaking out, smoked all of my saved-up luckies to get home safe, passed out on my waterbed).
just another saturday night :)
BITCH- what are you doing here?
ME- just here to walk and look at the water.
BITCH- what's your name (produces notepad and writes down my name and phone number)
BITCH- whats in your pockets? do you have any pot? do you have any alchohol? take out what's in your pockets. (i do this. the bitch sifts through my cigarettes, phone, car keys, lighter, etc).
BITCH- are you hiding anything? whats under the deck chair (shines her light at deck chair)
ME- oh thats my coat i put it there for wind resistance (i meant to say so that it wouldnt blow away in the wind but it didn't come out right).
BITCH- take it out. (i do this, but i do it in a way that the rum doesn't come out from under the chair, but remains hidden).
(bitch sifts through army coat) (i thank god she doesnt see rum under chair).
BITCH- whose bottle of rum is that under the chair? (flashes light at bottle, which was just barely visible from where she was standing).
ME- (fuck) oh, i dunno. not mine.
BITCH- (glances at fellow cop, who arrived just now, and is shining his light directly in my face) it must be someone else's.
ME- yes, i believe so.
BITCH- have you had anything to drink? where's your car? are you sober?
ME- yes.
BITCH- are you sure?
ME- yes
BITCH- not a drop?
ME- yes.
BITCH- ok wheres your car?
ME- oh it's just down the street.
BITCH- ok you get the hell out of here or else you're going to get yourself thrown in juvenile detention.
ME- thank you. (i proceed to evan's house and drink more, listening to zack trying to persuade Liz to strip and go swimming. literally dont know how i made it home...i was falling asleep at the wheel and i was freaking out, smoked all of my saved-up luckies to get home safe, passed out on my waterbed).
just another saturday night :)