Posted on 11/02/2013 2:13:14 PM PDT by nickcarraway
Friends, Romans, Countrymen, lend me your ears. Earlier this week, a 38-year-old man dressed as Julius Caesar was arrested after allegedly channeling his inner tyrant and fighting with San Francisco cops in the Richmond District.
According to police, the incident happened at about 3:20 a.m. on Sunday when the suspect had hopped a ride with a Lyft driver at 26th Avenue and Geary Boulevard. The Lyft driver called the cops after the fake Julius Caesar allegedly made drunken advances toward him, making things a little uncomfortable in the car.
Police arrived at the scene where they found the suspect just as he was described: drunk and dressed in his best toga.
The officer asked the suspect to get out of the car, to which he responded: "Make me."
The suspect then pushed the passenger door open, hitting the officer. As the cop positioned himself to remove the Roman wannabe from the vehicle, the suspect began to fight with the officer, police said.
The officer called for back up, and more police arrived to the scene. But even then, the intoxicated Caesar continued the fight, telling the cops to take off his handcuffs so they could "see who the tough one was."
Quickly, he learned who the tougher one was; he was charged with public intoxication and resisting arrest.
In the words of the real Julius Caesar: "If you must break the law, do it to seize power: in all other cases observe it."
Quick! Put him in charge of Obamacare.
He should also be charged with sexual harassment. Goose Gander, after all.
Ok, So,
A number of years ago I was driving with a friend through Marion NC.
Had out of state tags on my ‘69 Chevy Nova, and was being pulled over.
I pulled into a vacant lot.
There happened to be a huge puddle of water in the middle of this lot.
I said to my friend “Watch this”, as I parked smack dab in the middle.
Played stupid, as I rolled down my window.
The cop was easily 40 feet away and clearly didn’t want to get his feet wet.
I really wanted to make him walk through, and stand in 4 inches of water to give me a ticket.
I acquiesced.
Got my ticket.
Met with my friends “Doctor” in town.
My friend told the Doc about my ticket.
The Doc, picked up the phone and called the “Clerk of the court” and asked “Who the Judge was on my court date”.
He called the Judge and after exchanging a few pleasantries and a few details about my ticket, he hung up, looked at me and said “it’s taken care of”.
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