JAIL
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¢    ...A   night in Jail...

½   written  by Mr.Nuke/Centura

²This  is  a  funny story about how Mr.
Nuke/Centura,    Poison/Centura    and
Player1/Legend  went  in  jail.  Well,
let's start it.

It  all started on a Saturday evening,
me  and  Poison  went to some friends.
Poison had two bottles of rumtonic, so
hmmmm let's have a drink man!!!  After
that  Poison  went home, he would pick
me  up  at  23:30.  I went to Player1,
and  said  that  we  could  go to some
disco's.   A great idea, he said.  And
we went to Syntag/Legend, coz he could
maybe   pickup   some  girls  in  some
disco's.   At  my home arrived, I gave
them  the Mr.  Nuke cocktail.  (hehehe
secret ingredients!!!) Poison came and
we went to the first disco.

It  was  happy-hour,  hmmmm let's have
some  more drinks.  After that we went
to  the  post-office,  me  and  Poison
ripped   some   letters   out  of  the
mailbox,  there  was  a lot of mail in
it.   And we went to another disco, we
lost  Syntag,  coz he went into a pub,
maybe  he saw some horny girls.  Well,
after  drinking  some beer and spirits
we  went  for  the  second time to the
post-office.   Me, Poison and Player1,
ripped all the letters and parcels out
of  the mail- boxes.  We thought let's
go  to  another disco, but at the same
time  two cars with lightshitters onit
arrived, police???  Yes...
¶²Gaat u even mee met ons, heren?  Okey,
I  dropped  all  the  stamps  behind a
wall,  so  I was clean at that moment.
Player1  and  Poison  tried to put the
letters  under  the  seats in the car.
At  the  police-office  arrived, I was
thrown  on  the  floor.   They took my
jacket,  wallet, shoes, a glass stolen
from  a  disco  and some other things.
They  kicked  me  into  jail!!!  Shit,
motherfucker  buy  an  Amiga!!!  There
was  nothing usefull in jail, only one
button,  if  you  pressed that button,
then you could ask for something.  Ah,
nice.    First   Player1  pressed  the
button  for  about  ten  times, coz he
wanted  call  a lawyer.  Poison wanted
to  call  somebody, so he also pressed
the  button,  and  I  also pressed the
button  several  times, coz I wanted a
blanket    and   some   other   stuff.
(Amiga?)

The  other  day two policemen came and
took  me  into  a  room, I had to tell
them  the  whole  story, what story, I
had  done nothing.  But they found the
stamps  and  I  didn't  knew  what the
other  guys  would say.  They asked me
why  we  had stolen the stamps, I said
the true, for our group.  But ofcourse
they  were  stupid.  One man wrote the
whole   story   into   his  great  IBM
shitter.  It all went wrong, the whole
file  was  gone.   Ahhhh I had to tell
the  whole story again.  I said to the
man,  I  have an Amiga!  Hehehe, so no
troubles.   When I told them the story
six  times  I  had  to  write  all  my
illegal  shittings down.  Hahaha, just
¶²kidding.   No  motherfucker  would  do
that.   They said that they would hold
me  for  three  days  in jail, hahaha,
thats not possible suckers.  Then they
said  that  I  could  got  a fine from
about  $10.000  dollars,  hahaha, also
kidding  dudes.   They  were  mad, and
said  that  maybe  I  had  to  go to a
boarding-school, FUCK YOU!!!

And  at  the  end  they said that they
would  do  nothing.   Ha, don't try to
fuck  with Centura and Legend.  In the
newspaper  was an article with a phone
number  which  you  could dial, if you
missed  your  mail.   Shit,  about 200
phone  calls, thats not cool man.  But
mostly  old  people  wanted to know if
their xmas-card was stolen by us.  No,
my  bike  was  stolen,  coz the police
didn't  let  us free.  If we had to go
to  court, then I would say that it is
the  fault of the post-office, because
the  letters  were  coming  out of the
mailbox.  If you go into a TV-shop and
the  shopkeeper  gives  you  a  TV for
free, then you would also accept that,
or not.

Thats  the  end  of this story, if you
want  to  swap  with  me then write to
this  addy,  or  see my advert in this
mag:

¹Mr.  Nuke/Centura  Wulpstraat 19 8446
GE Heerenveen Holland