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I accidently took four friday night and got arrested at a Karoke bar. Understand I need to drink more to get up and sing in front of people, than to hit on a girl.
The professional Karoke dancer was perhaps impressed, but not pleased with my dry humping on stage. And then the arresting officer was not amused with my handcuff trick and charged me with sexual asult of himself and his equipment.
When they booked me, the female officer took two pictures of me. I swear she tilted the camera down on the second, as I was still pitchin a tent, as painfull as it was becomming.
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Thanks,
Tobe
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