Sorry man... I mean... :smh: ~snickle~ LOL@sphis.
Man, I feel sorry for all of y'all students @ PV now. I KNOW how bad they are now cause one of my homegirls works in the city of PV's police div and she constantly tells me about all of the citations they write up DURING the school year! LOL :emlaugh:
They were pretty bad when we were there as well. They couldn't catch us back then (erry'body had either IROC, Z-28, 'vette, five-dot-Oh, older muscle car, etc...) and we'd run circles around them. :lmao: In fact, we USED to race behind Fuller Hall (in front of the Engr Tech bldg going into that deep curve that takes you towards the campus po-pos). We'd LET campus po-pos through and then continue w/ our burn-outs, racing. LOL :lmao: The city of PV had only ONE car (an old azz black Plymouth w/ gold letters) and we USED to run circles around that guy. He used to come up on campus after chasing us and we'd park in front of one of the halls, get out of the cars, and start walking casually away. Ol' boy would come up, run tags, and sit there for a while looking stee-yupid! LMAO :emlaugh: :bawling: :emlaugh: ROTF CRYING LOL! :emlaugh:...kekekekekekekekekekeke If there was something he could do, he didn't do it. LOL He'd just sit there. What'd he expect? For one of us to COME back to the cars so that he could ticket us?
~snickle~ L8r that evening, we'd park where we were supposed to and repeat this the following week. He should've KNOWN certain vehicles and he'd corner us if we were ever alone @ UNCO getting gas or something. He cornered me once and sed: <b>"I KNOW IZ U! U DA' ONE DAT RAN 'WAY FROM ME YEST'DAY! IT WUZ U! I KNOW'D IT WUZ U!!!!
"</b> Had veins popping out his neck and everything. LOL I calmly said: "Sir. Officer? I let someone else have my car yesterday to go to Bruno's (bbq) to get some food....
" ~snickle~ I was undefeated in PV (campus po-pos and city po-pos).
*sigh* The good ol' days... Now anticipating what lie I'll give the current judge and my atty for a recent ticket I got (129 in a 60). I was actually slowing down, so, there's no telling how fast I was really going. Dumb Ricky.