I have a good one... I was 17 years old and on my 1982 Honda CBR 500 vtwin and doing about 90 down a divided highway M63 in Michigan... I passed a cop going the other way, I see him start to light up and make a u-turn as I peek in my mirror. I hit the gas doing over 100 for a few miles, then duck into a neighborhood... I had no idea where I was. I say an open garage door and I just ride right in there as an attractive lady is coming out to the garage. I said " please close that door" and she gave me a smile and closed the door.
Yes the nice lady got some young d that day. No lie that is the only time I ran from the cops.
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I have a good one... I was 17 years old and on my 1982 Honda CBR 500 vtwin and doing about 90 down a divided highway M63 in Michigan... I passed a cop going the other way, I see him start to light up and make a u-turn as I peek in my mirror. I hit the gas doing over 100 for a few miles, then duck into a neighborhood... I had no idea where I was. I say an open garage door and I just ride right in there as an attractive lady is coming out to the garage. I said " please close that door" and she gave me a smile and closed the door.
Yes the nice lady got some young d that day. No lie that is the only time I ran from the cops.
You sped away from the cops, pulled into a neighborhood, pulled into a strangers garage, a hot lady lived there and you slept with her?
You started a thread to tell us this lie? No offense but you're a loser. You need Jesus in your life.
He was a loser before this thread. I'm gonna call the Michigan police and see if they will lock him up now that he has publicly admitted to this crime.
Quote Originally Posted by I_Need_A_Detox:
You sped away from the cops, pulled into a neighborhood, pulled into a strangers garage, a hot lady lived there and you slept with her?
You started a thread to tell us this lie? No offense but you're a loser. You need Jesus in your life.
He was a loser before this thread. I'm gonna call the Michigan police and see if they will lock him up now that he has publicly admitted to this crime.
This one time, I was doing life in prison (back in '94) and I managed to escape. While on the lamb I was recognized and took a pretty blond woman hostage and stole her red convertible. I was going to make my to freedom in Mexico when Officer Henry Rollins recognized me and started chasing me.
I soon figured out that the woman I had kidnapped was the daughter of one of the wealthiest people in California. Next thing I know I have dozens of cop cars as well as news helicopter chasing me as I head to Mexico.
During the chase I happened to fall in love with this pretty blonde and she actually got on top of me and had sex with me while I was driving!!!
For some reason Officer Henry Rollins really didn't want me to make it to Mexico. He is a real c0ck blocker.
I just can't believe no one in Hollywood wanted to make a movie off of this story.
This one time, I was doing life in prison (back in '94) and I managed to escape. While on the lamb I was recognized and took a pretty blond woman hostage and stole her red convertible. I was going to make my to freedom in Mexico when Officer Henry Rollins recognized me and started chasing me.
I soon figured out that the woman I had kidnapped was the daughter of one of the wealthiest people in California. Next thing I know I have dozens of cop cars as well as news helicopter chasing me as I head to Mexico.
During the chase I happened to fall in love with this pretty blonde and she actually got on top of me and had sex with me while I was driving!!!
For some reason Officer Henry Rollins really didn't want me to make it to Mexico. He is a real c0ck blocker.
I just can't believe no one in Hollywood wanted to make a movie off of this story.
This one time, I was doing life in prison (back in '94) and I managed to escape. While on the lamb I was recognized and took a pretty blond woman hostage and stole her red convertible. I was going to make my to freedom in Mexico when Officer Henry Rollins recognized me and started chasing me.
I soon figured out that the woman I had kidnapped was the daughter of one of the wealthiest people in California. Next thing I know I have dozens of cop cars as well as news helicopter chasing me as I head to Mexico.
During the chase I happened to fall in love with this pretty blonde and she actually got on top of me and had sex with me while I was driving!!!
For some reason Officer Henry Rollins really didn't want me to make it to Mexico. He is a real c0ck blocker.
I just can't believe no one in Hollywood wanted to make a movie off of this story.
Is it sad that I actually watched this movie and finished it?
Quote Originally Posted by Ktrain:
This one time, I was doing life in prison (back in '94) and I managed to escape. While on the lamb I was recognized and took a pretty blond woman hostage and stole her red convertible. I was going to make my to freedom in Mexico when Officer Henry Rollins recognized me and started chasing me.
I soon figured out that the woman I had kidnapped was the daughter of one of the wealthiest people in California. Next thing I know I have dozens of cop cars as well as news helicopter chasing me as I head to Mexico.
During the chase I happened to fall in love with this pretty blonde and she actually got on top of me and had sex with me while I was driving!!!
For some reason Officer Henry Rollins really didn't want me to make it to Mexico. He is a real c0ck blocker.
I just can't believe no one in Hollywood wanted to make a movie off of this story.
Is it sad that I actually watched this movie and finished it?
I also had some hi jinks that started in Michigan.
Was in the 80's whenever Richard Greico was popular. I went on a class trip to France. I went by the name of Michael Corbin back then. Incidentally, there was British intelligence hand flying out of Detroit the very day I and my class were. Well let's just say the real Mr. Corbin was killed and I was left with his first class ticket, and then was picked up in France by his boss who gave me all of these crazy, badasss toys and weapons to play with. So then they give me this red Ferrari with a MISSILE LAUNCHER ON IT!!! I drove it, foiled bad guy crimes, met this hot little mercenary who I helped stop this Steranko guy (he was a corrupt businessman that wanted to create his own currency.) Well anyway I threw him in this molting pot of melted steel and he's dead. My class who I was originally supposed to go on this trip with me saw me in action and thought I was a f**king hero! Then I banged this hot little mercenary, became a town legend, saved the Euro and kept this beautiful Ferrari and The Outfield wrote a song just for me titled "One Hot Country."
I also had some hi jinks that started in Michigan.
Was in the 80's whenever Richard Greico was popular. I went on a class trip to France. I went by the name of Michael Corbin back then. Incidentally, there was British intelligence hand flying out of Detroit the very day I and my class were. Well let's just say the real Mr. Corbin was killed and I was left with his first class ticket, and then was picked up in France by his boss who gave me all of these crazy, badasss toys and weapons to play with. So then they give me this red Ferrari with a MISSILE LAUNCHER ON IT!!! I drove it, foiled bad guy crimes, met this hot little mercenary who I helped stop this Steranko guy (he was a corrupt businessman that wanted to create his own currency.) Well anyway I threw him in this molting pot of melted steel and he's dead. My class who I was originally supposed to go on this trip with me saw me in action and thought I was a f**king hero! Then I banged this hot little mercenary, became a town legend, saved the Euro and kept this beautiful Ferrari and The Outfield wrote a song just for me titled "One Hot Country."
I also had some hi jinks that started in Michigan.
Was in the 80's whenever Richard Greico was popular. I went on a class trip to France. I went by the name of Michael Corbin back then. Incidentally, there was British intelligence hand flying out of Detroit the very day I and my class were. Well let's just say the real Mr. Corbin was killed and I was left with his first class ticket, and then was picked up in France by his boss who gave me all of these crazy, badasss toys and weapons to play with. So then they give me this red Ferrari with a MISSILE LAUNCHER ON IT!!! I drove it, foiled bad guy crimes, met this hot little mercenary who I helped stop this Steranko guy (he was a corrupt businessman that wanted to create his own currency.) Well anyway I threw him in this molting pot of melted steel and he's dead. My class who I was originally supposed to go on this trip with me saw me in action and thought I was a f**king hero! Then I banged this hot little mercenary, became a town legend, saved the Euro and kept this beautiful Ferrari and The Outfield wrote a song just for me titled "One Hot Country."
Your story is similar to mine... It was after Nam, I went looking for an old friend and it turned out he had passed away . Anyways, I was hitch-hiking through the Pacific Northwest and came upon this little town and was hungry. I tried to get something to eat but the local sheriff didn't like the way I looked and he escorted me out of town, but I was really hungry and decided to go back. He ended up arresting me and once I was in jail they started abusing me. I guess I snapped and started taking some of the officers out. Then I started living in the woods, I ate stuff that would make a billy goat puke. Then a lot of stuff blew up and people died... I just wanted something to eat!
Quote Originally Posted by TheDrizzle77:
I also had some hi jinks that started in Michigan.
Was in the 80's whenever Richard Greico was popular. I went on a class trip to France. I went by the name of Michael Corbin back then. Incidentally, there was British intelligence hand flying out of Detroit the very day I and my class were. Well let's just say the real Mr. Corbin was killed and I was left with his first class ticket, and then was picked up in France by his boss who gave me all of these crazy, badasss toys and weapons to play with. So then they give me this red Ferrari with a MISSILE LAUNCHER ON IT!!! I drove it, foiled bad guy crimes, met this hot little mercenary who I helped stop this Steranko guy (he was a corrupt businessman that wanted to create his own currency.) Well anyway I threw him in this molting pot of melted steel and he's dead. My class who I was originally supposed to go on this trip with me saw me in action and thought I was a f**king hero! Then I banged this hot little mercenary, became a town legend, saved the Euro and kept this beautiful Ferrari and The Outfield wrote a song just for me titled "One Hot Country."
Your story is similar to mine... It was after Nam, I went looking for an old friend and it turned out he had passed away . Anyways, I was hitch-hiking through the Pacific Northwest and came upon this little town and was hungry. I tried to get something to eat but the local sheriff didn't like the way I looked and he escorted me out of town, but I was really hungry and decided to go back. He ended up arresting me and once I was in jail they started abusing me. I guess I snapped and started taking some of the officers out. Then I started living in the woods, I ate stuff that would make a billy goat puke. Then a lot of stuff blew up and people died... I just wanted something to eat!
Your story is similar to mine... It was after Nam, I went looking for an old friend and it turned out he had passed away . Anyways, I was hitch-hiking through the Pacific Northwest and came upon this little town and was hungry. I tried to get something to eat but the local sheriff didn't like the way I looked and he escorted me out of town, but I was really hungry and decided to go back. He ended up arresting me and once I was in jail they started abusing me. I guess I snapped and started taking some of the officers out. Then I started living in the woods, I ate stuff that would make a billy goat puke. Then a lot of stuff blew up and people died... I just wanted something to eat!
Good thing that sheriff had a good supply of body bags.....
Quote Originally Posted by BWS77:
Your story is similar to mine... It was after Nam, I went looking for an old friend and it turned out he had passed away . Anyways, I was hitch-hiking through the Pacific Northwest and came upon this little town and was hungry. I tried to get something to eat but the local sheriff didn't like the way I looked and he escorted me out of town, but I was really hungry and decided to go back. He ended up arresting me and once I was in jail they started abusing me. I guess I snapped and started taking some of the officers out. Then I started living in the woods, I ate stuff that would make a billy goat puke. Then a lot of stuff blew up and people died... I just wanted something to eat!
Good thing that sheriff had a good supply of body bags.....