My AUX ports and VDI work fine without my airpump

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I have spare airpump brackets and such, and I reccomend you get a new BOSCH O2 sensor from Olyimpic auto, for $7!

 

my truck runs great. midas mufflers are crap and keep rusting off though

 

yeah, airpumps are useless, however cadillac air shock compressors are pretty cool....

 

My story!!

"Well, i'm back from "tha locks" guys....

Lemme tell you, that place sucked ***...

First off, I get there at 5 PM and head to the police station to turn myself in at the front desk... they run my ID through, and lo and behold I do have a bench warrant out on me so they tell me to sit and an officer will be with me right away, also noting that this shouldn't take too long since it's purely a traffic matter....

An hour and a half later, one of MoCo's finest with a "stick up his ***" attitude rolls up and gets my info before frisking me down and slapping on the cuffs... I try to lighten up the mood a bit by just making kinda humorous jokes here and there, but he still played the usual "badass officer" role... As a sidenote, riding in MoCo cars with handcuffs on suck ***... they keep the regular seats in the back, and that's definately not too comfortable... At least D.C. has that molding where you can rest your arms freely....

Anywho, a whopping 2 minutes after we leave the station I arrive at the detention center (why I couldn't get escorted there sooner, I have no idea)... They do the usual search of my possessions and what not, then jack my shoes and toss me into cell #12 (for those that need a mental image, all that's within is a window, a bed, a sink and toilet, and a table and two seats mounted to the wall) with another guy... He was yanked during a "routine truck stop" for possession of drug paraphenallia (sp?) and traces of Mary Jane on the floor of the company truck... He claims BS, since he wasn't even trying to smoke and was just on his way back to the warehouse on a delivery... since it's a company truck, ANYONE could have been at fault for it being there....

A half an hour or so after that (hell if I know, there really wasn't a clock around to judge), another guy gets brought in for possession of MJ too.... He had only a roach, though... a little after that, some crazy *** spanish kid comes in telling us that he was yanked and beat for two marijuana seeds while riding in his friend's car (see a pattern here?), but somehow forgot to mention the fact that he tried to run, told to cops to go "**** themselves", and repeatedly kicked and yelled at them... also to note, he's got a green card.... After that, a guy gets brought in for beating the **** out of some guy that stole from him during summer break, two spanish guys that can't speak english, and some old black guy who was brought in for a warrant from 1999... So in total, that makes 8 guys within this tiny *** space...

To wrap it up, I spend the next few hours sitting and roasting in this room shooting the **** with these guys while MoCo's finest take their damn sweet *** time processing everyone (but myself) and pretty much doing jack ****.... We found out WAY later that the reason behind it was that nobody on staff was trying to deal with us since shift change was at 11:30 PM... WTF? I've been there since 6ish officially, and you're telling me that you're too lazy to get me through and send me on my way? When 12ish rolls around, they finally start taking us in and letting us out without bail, which was pretty cool in itself... Well, I dunno about that spanish kid... he was ******* nuts...

And that's pretty much my story.... lol, got a preliminary hearing on the 12th where they'll give me my new court date if I can't stop it all there... As a funny parting quote, I give you this:

Comissioner: Ok, so tell me why I should let you go tonight... What's to stop you from dodging another court case and winding up right back in the same situation?

Me: Honestly? Because I don't want to have to sit around on my *** here for another 8 hours and deal with you guys again...

Comissioner: Yeah, see how much of a pain it is??"

 

hahha damn brandon thats a bitch i had that sam **** happen to me to but my cell had no windows or toilet or anything just a bench and i was handcuffed to the wall for 24 hours.

 

Also, a few things I forgot to mention:

-Two pretty cute *** girls got locked up in #5 and they kept looking over at us through the window on the door OMGWTFPRISIONSEX!!!

-Some postal lady got sent to the big house for the night for who knows what... we couldn't hear anything from the room, but she was in uniform and bawling her eyes out while probably trying to call someone to tell her she wasn't coming home that day XD

-The Commissioner on duty when I got there was a hottie... everybody in the cell was trying to look at her when she came by... Note: the only way to see out of the cell are two rectangle shaped panels that form an upside down "T"... needless to say, it got pretty crowded...

-When I sat down at the table, I looked underneath at the wall support and saw something that appeared to be a crack pipe... Why it was there, or HOW for that matter, suprised the hell out of me... You could bet your *** MY fingerprints weren't gonna be on it though.... lol

-One of the guys in there told us stories about how it wasn't the first time he's been in there... one other time, they had the room so packed, one cat was sleeping around the toilet, one under the bed and two on the floor, three ontop of the bed, and one cat sitting on the table and sink..

-One guard kept saying "good game, Gilbert" to me with a smirk when he came by... It was only later that I realized he was saying I looked like Gilbert Arenas from the Wizards...



What the hell??!?! Fat ****...

 

i def wouldnt put it past you to be thinking about *** while in a place like that

 

Eight Steps To Eliminate Stress

Whenever things get too tough to handle, here's an eight step exercise in stress management that is recommended in the latest psychological texts. The funny thing is that it really works!

1. Picture yourself near a stream.
2. Birds are softly chirping in the cool mountain air.
3. No one but you knows your secret place.
4. You are in total seclusion from the hectic place called "the world."
5. The soothing sound of a gentle waterfall fills the air with a cascade of serenity.
6. The water is crystal clear.
7. You can easily make out the face of the person you're holding underwater.
8. See! .....You're smiling already! In fact you were actually finished with the stress before you ever reached number 8.

 

As long as it's cute and of the female persuasion, i'm game...

Besides, there really wasn't ever a point where I took that place too seriously... save for when everyone was sitting on their asses doing nothing.... guess the popo shared my views....

 

interresting order of priorities there

 

lol, more like requirements.... can't have one without the other...

 

***Personal IM'ed response of PWN4G3!!!***

 

Hahahah, yes that was a good point you made.....

If not for the fact that every time I make a joke of a sexual persuasion, you think of numerous ways to pin me in a homosexual or overly perverted situation....

Hmmm, does envisioning myself finding those with "tranny swaps" as i'll call them really something you like to think about on a day to day basis? I'd hope not... If anything, you should worry more about your driving and less about how I like to handle my "stick"


***Counter PWN4G3 Arcade Stage Ver 2.0***

 

it just happens to be that those are the only holes in yer story that you leave open. my drivings fine. ask jason about drifting in his old mustang.

 

Hey Brandon, ur profile is wrong, you no longer live in Mt Rainier! Fix your Profile! You live in BERWYN HEIGHTS....

 

Happy now?

 

you forgot the state...

 

No I didn't, because if I threw it in it would look like:

Berwyn Heights,
MD

and that's just ghey

 

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*bitch slaps your dots* Stop doing that

 

picky picky

 

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i just realized...it might be a bad idea to associate rotary engined with the shape of doritos mainly cuz theyre majority either folded over or warped to all hell.

(I'm eating doritos in case yer wondering where that random thought came from)

 

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