Rise and shine!
I have risen, I have shown, I have charges pending.
Ar got the feelin’ this here word’s a rerun.
Good gravy - I go out for an hour and all heck breaks loose........
Good morning all!!!!
Can the “l33+”-speak and keyboard shortcuts used in cell texting and instant messaging be considered Esc-argot?
Good morning everyone.
In the argot of the law enforcement community, I am now known as the Defendant. Last night I ran out about midnight to get a pack of smokes. When I got to the 7-11, I realized I forgot my wallet. I had about $50.00 worth of change in the console, so I ran in. After the clerk took what seemed to be half an hour counting a handful of quarters, she let me go. And when I started my car, I noticed one of the headlights had just failed.
Boynton Beach’s finest was on the job, in the argot of countless stupid cop tv shows where they never pull anyone over just because they are bored. Fortunately, I had my gun in a fanny pack, and I had slipped the strap and put it on the passenger seat. Carrying concealed without permit in hand here in Florida is a no - no, but a loaded handgun securely encased while travelling in a vehicle is completely legal.
Three cops later, I get a ticket for failing to carry my DL. I can show the DL to the court clerk and reduce the fine to $7.50, thus showing them that I in fact have a valid DL, which they already knew anyway.
Meanwhile, one of the three cops was advised by radio that I have a carry permit, in addition to a valid Florida DL. While he was shining his flashlight on my right hand, he demanded, “Hey, where’s your other hand?”
I knew right away that it would be bad to tell him that my other hand was attached to my other arm, which was hanging out the window in full view of the 900,000 candlepower spotlight on the police car. In the argot of that neighborhood, that is dissing the po po, and it rarely turns out well. In more argot of the law enforcement community, the Defendant complied with a request to demonstrate that he was not preparing to use a weapon, pursuant to the arm’s length search rule in Chimel v. California.
And so, with my freshly signed and newly issued travel documents in hand, I was dismissed by my town’s finest, only to drive about a block down the road and have the stupid headlight come back on. The wire harness was loose.
In the argot of South Florida, $%$^*) and @#$&+ and >*#%$?&!!!