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Rail26 · 10-06-2006, 02:04 PM

I got a photo speeding ticket...too painful to talk about. Too painful...."no more wire hangers mommy dearest!" Name that movie.

vouvoune · 10-06-2006, 03:52 PM

Nothing bad for me...just got one 2 weeks ago, 47 in a 30 zone which I don't understand how it coould be a 30 zone. It's totally straight and get very little traffic...

At first, I wanted to try to talk myself out of it (done it before

but the cop was a jerk and I acted like a B.... back

He gave me a $75 ticket which I passed on to my best griend who is a lawyer...disappeared!

Grizzly · 10-06-2006, 05:14 PM

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Originally Posted by Rail26

"no more wire hangers mommy dearest!" Name that movie.

Hmmmm... Mommy Dearest? C'mon man, you can do better than that.

How about this one?

"Go that way...really fast! If something gets in your way, turn!"

O.K., now a story about a ticket. There was a place in South Philly where everyone went to street race. Some of you guys probably know the place; Delaware Avenue. When I got my license, my Dad repeatedly told me to stay away from there. There were always accidents, dope, Pagans and Hells Angels shooting at each other, you know, the usual. So of course, every weekend, we were down there. On a Friday or Saturday night, there were a hundred or so cars down there duking it out. The Police would come and turn on the fire hydrants on at both ends of the strip and wet the place down. Then we couldn't race any more and we'd head out.

One night, we were down there and the Police pulled in on both ends of the street. They opened the fire hydrants and started to wet down the street. I pulled out of my spot and started toward I-95. As I'm leaving, I see one of the Police Ram Chargers break from the crowd. He gets behind me, but not close. I get up on 95 and he's still there. I'm trying to shake him, but I'm not running. I'm changing lanes (legally), speeding up, slowing down, trying to blend in, but every time I look in the mirror, he's still there. I hit my exit and get down to the surface streets. He's still there. I'm in my neighborhood now and I've been running these alleys since I was old enough to leave the block. I'm up and down the streets, and alleys, and parking lots, whatever I can think of, but he's still there. Now my friends are getting scared and talking about bailing out. My heart is racing and I can't think of how to shake this friggin' Cop. No matter what I try, he's on me. He knew the streets better than me, which was completely unbelievable. After what seemed like an eternity, I finally ran out of ideas and pulled over. I didn't know what else to do. He hits the 360s and pulls in behind me. In the side-view mirror, I see his door open and he steps out. He starts to approach my car and I catch his silhouette in his headlights. Now, I see my life flash before my eyes. He steps up to the driver's window. Yep, I'm about to be killed by the Philadelphia Police!

It's my Dad.

I didn't get a ticket.

Worse. My car was dry-docked for my entire Senior year of High School.

A couple of weeks later a car went out of control down there and killed a couple of kids. The older I get, the smarter he was.

NickCats · 10-06-2006, 05:37 PM

"Better Off Dead... "

Great movie !

"This is pure snow! Do you have any idea what the street value of this mountain is? "

"Now that's a real shame when folks be throwin' away a perfectly good white boy like that. "

"I want my two dollars! "

Grizzly · 10-06-2006, 05:52 PM

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Originally Posted by NickCats

"Better Off Dead... "

Great movie !

"This is pure snow! Do you have any idea what the street value of this mountain is? "

"Now that's a real shame when folks be throwin' away a perfectly good white boy like that. "

"I want my two dollars! "

Well played, Nick. Well played.

NickCats · 10-06-2006, 06:26 PM

My all time favorite :

"A career? I've thought about this quite a bit sir and I would have to say considering what's waiting out there for me, I don't want to sell anything, buy anything or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed or buy anything sold or processed or repair anything sold, bought or processed as a career. I don't want to do that. My father's in the army. He wants me to join, but I can't work for that corporation, so what I've been doing lately is kick-boxing, which is a new sport...as far as career longevity, I don't really know. I can't figure it all out tonight, sir, so I'm just gonna hang with your daughter."

Grizzly · 10-06-2006, 06:38 PM

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Originally Posted by NickCats

My all time favorite :

"A career? I've thought about this quite a bit sir and I would have to say considering what's waiting out there for me, I don't want to sell anything, buy anything or process anything as a career. I don't want to sell anything bought or processed or buy anything sold or processed or repair anything sold, bought or processed as a career. I don't want to do that. My father's in the army. He wants me to join, but I can't work for that corporation, so what I've been doing lately is kick-boxing, which is a new sport...as far as career longevity, I don't really know. I can't figure it all out tonight, sir, so I'm just gonna hang with your daughter."

Yes, from the same actor who brought you this Hollywood classic...

"I flunk English, I'm outta here. I gotta get a job, and you know what that means. That's right, they start me at the drive-up window and I gradually work my way up from shakes to burgers, and then one day my lucky break comes: the french fry guy dies and they offer me the job. But the day I'm supposed to start some men come by in a black Lincoln Continental and tell me I can make a quick $300 just for driving a van back from Mexico. When I get out of jail I'm 36 years old. Living in a flop house. No job. No home. No upward mobility. Very few teeth. And then one day they find me, face down in the gutter, clutching a bottle of paint thinner and why? Because you wouldn't help me with my English homework."

Uncle Bob · 10-07-2006, 06:22 PM

I wish I could have had a "propina" or 2 along the way. Waaay too many tickets to think about. First one I got I was hauled directly to Palos Verdes City Hall. I was 14. I 'lost' my license before i could get one. From then on, every thicket I got in So Cal included no license. Worst one was on the 405 before it was opened. There was a 6 mile stretch of 5 lanes...just screaming for me to try out a Honda 750 we had just finished souping up......went to jail on that one!!

Best one was from a bear in the air. 95 in a 55 on I-5 in WA. "Let me go" without hauling me off. For once I went to court to see if I could get it reduced. Turned out there had to be 2 affidavits; 1 from trouper on ground...had that.....and 1 from trouper in fixed wing aircraft. That one was missing and the judge asked me if I wanted to have the charges ($350!!) dropped. What a rest trip home that was!

No tickets in Boxster, btw and have just under 12K mi on it. 1 warning, though!!