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I'm not really that familiar with the work of Chuck Woolery. But from what he does on Lingo, I can tell that he's a class act and could very well make his way to my list of top ten likeable TV personalities. But I'll have to give it some more time.
We got in trouble with the law last night. Whereas we thought lighting fireworks and drinking beer in public while trespassing in a park after dark was not only an American priveledge, but a duty, the officers of the law from Rockville Centre, East Rockaway, and Malverne thought differently. They sent at least 7 cop cars to our vicinity and gave us what for. Bill and his friend Rick got away, but Tony, Josh, and I had to take responsibility. The three of us got cited for the fireworks, but Tony and I had the added bonus of an open container violation.
In hindsight, it was a very stupid thing to do and seeing as we're all at least 21 years of age, we should have known better. BUT FUCK THAT, FIREWORKS ARE AWESOME!!! You should have seen it. It was called Thunder Flower or something. It was a magnificent display of light and sound and if the residents of East Rockaway and RVC can't appreciate them, well they're not true Americans. They're the ones letting the terrorists win. And it's guys like us at the forefront of freedom, fending off terrorism with bottle rockets and thunderous flowers.
The two Nassau County cops were tight assed douches, especially the first one at the scene. His middle name was Intimidation, but I didn't buy his schtick, probably cause I had liquid courage running all through me. The one who wrote me the first ticket was trying to pull words like "jurisdiction" and "juncture" out of his ass. The RVC cop who wrote the second ticket was quite a gentle fellow, Officer Lauth was his name. He asked me what my ethnicity was, to put it on the citation. I questioned the importance of that information, so he said "So....India?" I'm all like "Not Applicable, Officer Lauth." He understood and told me if I got into any trouble on the road anywhere down the line to mention his name so as to get off with a warning because we are "clean cut guys who were just having some fun," according to him.
We have to go to court on June 8th, once in East Rockaway at 6 pm and then again in RVC at 8.
On the run from Johnny Law, ain't no trip to Cleveland.
We got in trouble with the law last night. Whereas we thought lighting fireworks and drinking beer in public while trespassing in a park after dark was not only an American priveledge, but a duty, the officers of the law from Rockville Centre, East Rockaway, and Malverne thought differently. They sent at least 7 cop cars to our vicinity and gave us what for. Bill and his friend Rick got away, but Tony, Josh, and I had to take responsibility. The three of us got cited for the fireworks, but Tony and I had the added bonus of an open container violation.
In hindsight, it was a very stupid thing to do and seeing as we're all at least 21 years of age, we should have known better. BUT FUCK THAT, FIREWORKS ARE AWESOME!!! You should have seen it. It was called Thunder Flower or something. It was a magnificent display of light and sound and if the residents of East Rockaway and RVC can't appreciate them, well they're not true Americans. They're the ones letting the terrorists win. And it's guys like us at the forefront of freedom, fending off terrorism with bottle rockets and thunderous flowers.
The two Nassau County cops were tight assed douches, especially the first one at the scene. His middle name was Intimidation, but I didn't buy his schtick, probably cause I had liquid courage running all through me. The one who wrote me the first ticket was trying to pull words like "jurisdiction" and "juncture" out of his ass. The RVC cop who wrote the second ticket was quite a gentle fellow, Officer Lauth was his name. He asked me what my ethnicity was, to put it on the citation. I questioned the importance of that information, so he said "So....India?" I'm all like "Not Applicable, Officer Lauth." He understood and told me if I got into any trouble on the road anywhere down the line to mention his name so as to get off with a warning because we are "clean cut guys who were just having some fun," according to him.
We have to go to court on June 8th, once in East Rockaway at 6 pm and then again in RVC at 8.
On the run from Johnny Law, ain't no trip to Cleveland.
