I had been in a jail cell once before. My pop asked one of his cop buddies to arrest and book me for hucking dog shit at the stop sign across the street from our house. I was eight. "Where's the perp?!". "He's over there drinking out of the hose.". "Freeze, shit-fingers! Let me see your shitty little hands!"
I was in the holding cell for about an hour. I was given my mugshot and fingerprints as a parting gift. My dad and my cousin Ray Ray were propped against the truck out in the parking like Backstreet Boys; heads slightly cocked, one foot on the ground, the other on the truck, hands in their pockets. "Nice to have you back, kid. How does it feel to be out?" "Alright, I guess." "Want to get a burger?" "No, it was someone's birthday, so I ate a bunch of cake in my cell."
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I got caught stealing some CDs from a car in a Best Buy parking lot. I am in jail for 3 days. I have $2,895 in fines and court fees. I will have to miss two of my 14 'Intro to Welding' classes at the community college.
