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lets share your stories of life in prison and cop shop cells (happy sad shocking )

Aye, I practically made best pals with ones that locked me up, I know about all their hobbies and shit! He said he would recommend lenience in his report, and of course here I am now with charges dropped :D

In truth they were in fact nice enough chaps. At least they were to me.
 
watsons torment said:
haha :)

probably got a whiplash claim on that as well, durty pig.
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He was off with 'PTSD'

I didnt leave a 'jobby' Watson but they wouldnt give me a tampon .. yes i did get creative and no I wont go into anymore details.

I just want to put it all behind me now. Im trying to go straight.

Edit.. Its not as If I was likely to hang myself with a tampon is it? Needless cruelty.
 
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Spent a night in the cells when i was 15 few of us went out drinking for a mates 16th birthday on the streets.was 3 of us left drinking barcardi i had robbed from the folks one of are mates had passed out on a bit of grass and me and another mate walked into town to get food little did we know it was 5 in the morning.i knew this old shop which you could get into it easy enough so i kicked the door open and found a bucket of red paint and i turned to my mate and said "lets paint the town red" lol :)

soon as i said that 2 gardai came in the door with the batons flicked out they had seen us kicking the door in on the camera. took us out side poured the rest of the barcardi down the drain took my name and date of birth ask my friend for this name he gave it but when it came to his date of birth that was a whole different story he was saying numbers out the turned around and asked me what his date of birth was haha they put us in the car to bring us home they called to my mates house and the other mate which we had left on the grass opened the door and was trying to tell the gards he was his brother.they let him go into his house.then they were going to bring me home but i told them i didnt live in town so they put me in the cells few hours later they got through to my father he wasnt happy to say the least
got a caution for it a few months later and that was the end of it good laugh :)
 
Shambles said:
Got nicked within minutes of leaving work (as a barman) smoking me post-pub spliff one zero-tolerance festive season clampdown. The coppers actually apologised for having to take me in for nowt but a spliff minus a few tokes... didn't stop the cunts from blatantly smoking most of the rest of it between themselves whilst they were arresting me. Didn't even bother trying too hard to disguise the fact either. Cheeky cunts :!
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Someone's been watching a bit too much 51st state. The 60s are over... man %)
 
I used to work for a funding company who provided education courses in Prisons. My job involved managing the learning agreements of the prisoners. It was interesting to see the courses they chose, and read their personal statements detailing what they expected to achieve. The courses would be different depending on the crime. Short sentence prisoners would always choose to do their building site licence, plumber, electrician courses etc, with the aim to turn their life around when they got release. Some would have chosen social work or Youth work courses, wanting to give back the help that they'd received. Some of the lifers had racked up 3 degrees each! Education that would cost a fortune for the none criminal in the community!

Makes you think.

100 quid a day to keep a person in prison. Does it actually work? I've just bumped into someone I know who's just got out of Jail, he's back on it using drugs and committing the same crimes he was jailed for in the first place, he's been out less than a week. I used to do the same as him, but I've managed to change my ways on my own, without the help of prison.

Look at this guy, he's a poet (Bahahah!) Mate saw him on the documentary called Coppers and found him hilarious.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZuWFGncaano
 
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Mr Smokes Blunts. said:
Someone's been watching a bit too much 51st state. The 60s are over... man %)
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Thankfully I missed out on being alive in the 60s by a good half decade or so. Suspect they were fuckin' ghastly if you (or indeed I, as was the case) mostly grew up in and around nondescript mid-size provincial English towns. Have never seen 51st State but vaguely recall (perhaps entirely mistakenly) it was about some freaky new drug and various sections of The Man chasing the creator of said drug. At least that's what I presumed it was about after seeing a trailer for it on the Beeb one night.

Must admit I'm not entirely sure what the intention behind 51/60 reference was but will assume it was probably related to suspicions of drug-fuelled paranoia. If that be the case then I'd have to say "nay" cos the lil scamps smoked the fucker almost (but not quite) down to the roach right in front of me whilst engaging a bit of "hilarious" police banter. It was during that bit between Xmess and NYE though so can hardly blame 'em cos I'd definitely be doing the same in their position :D

Police cell/prison-based tales are slim pickin's for amusing anecdotes really. Presumably cos the overriding factor in both is boredom to the nth degree. Did have a very good friend whose very first anecdote told to break the ice with his newfound, prison-dwelling, long-term (he got 5 years for dealing H) neighbours was the one he often told about the time he was "the meat" in a ladyboy sandwich when he was out in Thailand. Is one of those anecdotes that could go either way in any situation tbh. In this instance he apparently brought the house down and nobody gave him any shit for the whole time he was in there. Gotta admit it takes some fuckin' balls to come out with tales of debauched bisexualilty when sat between (in actual fact) a rapist and a bloke in for attempted murder (who happened to also be the bloke who gave me a fairly large scar over the right eye when he tried to rob me a few months before spending a night torturing and finally kicking a bloke to death with a couple of his good buddies).
 
Shambles;10667699. Must admit I'm not entirely sure what the intention behind 51/60 reference was but will assume it was probably related to suspicions of drug-fuelled paranoia. [/QUOTE said:
The man who thinks people come on here to get him has no business accusing anyone of paranoia.

What's generally forgotten about the freewheeling sixties is that probably less than a thousand people. almost all of them in London, were really involved in the lifestyle with which the decade is now associated. Anyone with long hair risked catcalls and even being gobbed at in the working class areas. ( at least you knew they weren't cops ) By the time it made it to the sticks, it was all over.
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charlie clean said:
By the time it made it to the sticks, it was all over.
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By the time it made it to the sticks, it was the seventies. That explains the seventies! My brothers were teenagers in the 70s. Long hair, flairs, big collars, Deep Purple & Yes records, the lot. Only good thing I got from that was their record collections.
 
knockando said:
... my brothers were teenagers in the 70s. Long hair, flairs, big collars, Deep Purple & Yes records, the lot. Only good thing I got from that was their record collections.
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Aye, I was there and was guilty of all the above. So a reluctant +1 to that.

It was a shit grey kinda time. Plenty of prescription amphetamine and good cheap hash though. That helped things a huge amount. Oh, and punk came along to shake things up a bit. That was fun :) Can't say as I liked the 80's much from what I can remember. The 90's were OK. Then it all started to go downhill again during the naughties. Now the 10's are the new 70's. It's all shit really. Thank god for drugs I say.
 
nomy said:
Aye, I was there and was guilty of all the above. So a reluctant +1 to that.

It was a shit grey kinda time. Plenty of prescription amphetamine and good cheap hash though. That helped things a huge amount. Oh, and punk came along to shake things up a bit. That was fun :) Can't say as I liked the 80's much from what I can remember. The 90's were OK. Then it all started to go downhill again during the naughties. Now the 10's are the new 70's. It's all shit really. Thank god for drugs I say.
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The 80s had home computers, industrial and memories of the previous two decades, not much else, except for the start of MDMA & techno!
 
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Only been arrested once. I ordered some GBL, but I ordered it to the house I'd just moved from. So, on the Saturday morning it was due to arrive, I went to the sorting office, but it had gone out for delivery. It was special delivery, so I had to be in the house - but I had no keys. I had previously had to break into that house, when I locked the keys in, so I knew what to do. I got a dumbbell I'd left in the back garden, and smashed the window in the door - to open the Yale lock. Seriously, no one noticed, and it was a nice estate. Any cunt could have broken in. Anyway, I stayed there until the postman came, cleaned up the glass and taped up the window, as I felt awful about doing it. That's addiction for you, though. Anyway, a letter turned up for me, at my mum's. I was living on the couch at a mate's, at the time, so she brought it to me. It told me to attend the station, on a certain Saturday morning. I didn't go, but I soon got a call off my mum. 'The police have just been here to arrest you, what have you done?!' She took me to the station (luckily I left the valium I had in her car, which I realised I had on arrival). They arrested me straight away and stuck me in a cell. I was only in there for half an hour, and I got breakfast! It was actually nice. I was first swabbed, fingerprinted and all the other shit. The woman that interviewed me told me they had a blood sample from the door (I did cut my hand), but if I just admitted it, then I'd be given a caution. It was my first offence, so I believed her. I admitted it, and was cautioned for criminal damage. Even half an hour in a cell was too much. I've managed to avoid it since. Sorry for the long post, but I've enjoyed reading other's - Charlie's was excellent.
 
Thanks Treacle I enjoyed your story.:D I reckon we could do an EADD short story compilation and make loadsamoney,
 
Could go into detail but ill make it short, 2 of my mates got caught with a few pills abroad and sent into the station, they werent co-operating (pissed up messes, and just dropped about 1 hour previous), anyway they just chucked them in the cell straight away for a while and one of my mates was mouthing off and resisting, trying to get out the door etc, anyway the guardia civil where not in the mood and decided to give him a swift beating, anyway my other mate was a fell cells down and all he heard was horrifying screams of "no please no not this noo" blah blah, he ended up with a fractured wrist after getting on the end of a police baton. Anyway the other lad assumed the obvious in a pilled up state "im about to be bummed and my hoop left gaping by these huge coppers, im next" and burst into a frenzy and was trying for his life to get out some tiny 1x3 window, they even let them keep there phones in there cells and we recieved a phone call at about 10 in the morning to screams of him asking for help.. not what you want on the tail end of a 12 hour bender...anyway they where both let out, signed a load of forms they couldnt read, in court the next day still extremley fucked and got away with it, not even sure what they got charged with. The police came to the hotel though and went into there rooms looking for passports etc, must have missed the bong and other stuff, anywya youd think theyd have better things to do than that, and some people say ibiza is very lenient towards drugs.

They where out though for about 40 mins and decided to have a few spliffs on the beach on the way back, had to ditch the green in the sea as more civil pulled up, could have been worse. I remember reading a few american stories they had a few funny ones, (crystal meth binges and all).
 
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