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It turns out they do some jail terms like detention in The Breakfast Club (and the system gives you the horns).
5 Things I Learned Smuggling Drugs into Jail Under My Junk

#5. Jail Has Stupid Rules
Through a series of bad decisions and disastrous luck, I wound up getting sentenced to a weekends-only jail term, which I’m guessing most of you didn’t even know was a thing. … Later, I was riding my bike, enjoying my last hours of freedom and rethinking my life choices. That’s the last thing I remember before I woke up in the middle of the street, covered in blood. I’d been hit by a car, my arm broken at a complete right angle. … The weekend after my surgery, I was in a cast and under lockdown. And herein lies the problem:
I was on a regimen of about six Oxycontin a day as well as a muscle relaxer in order to manage the pain of recently having six screws, two bolts, and a metal plate shoved inside my arm. I thought I would be fine just bringing my pills and my prescriptions in with me to show that I needed them, and the guards or whoever would dole them out to me as needed during my stay. Imagine my delight when the officer informed me that I wouldn’t be getting my medication until they heard from my physician — who, like most doctors, was not in the office on weekends. I was so fucked that the officer actually said, “Looks like you’re kinda fucked.”

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cracked:

It turns out they do some jail terms like detention in The Breakfast Club (and the system gives you the horns).

5 Things I Learned Smuggling Drugs into Jail Under My Junk

#5. Jail Has Stupid Rules

Through a series of bad decisions and disastrous luck, I wound up getting sentenced to a weekends-only jail term, which I’m guessing most of you didn’t even know was a thing. … Later, I was riding my bike, enjoying my last hours of freedom and rethinking my life choices. That’s the last thing I remember before I woke up in the middle of the street, covered in blood. I’d been hit by a car, my arm broken at a complete right angle. … The weekend after my surgery, I was in a cast and under lockdown. And herein lies the problem:

I was on a regimen of about six Oxycontin a day as well as a muscle relaxer in order to manage the pain of recently having six screws, two bolts, and a metal plate shoved inside my arm. I thought I would be fine just bringing my pills and my prescriptions in with me to show that I needed them, and the guards or whoever would dole them out to me as needed during my stay. Imagine my delight when the officer informed me that I wouldn’t be getting my medication until they heard from my physician — who, like most doctors, was not in the office on weekends. I was so fucked that the officer actually said, “Looks like you’re kinda fucked.”

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OMFG

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I can’t watch Phantom of the Opera without remembering the one time in high school when we had a spirit week and our final day was called “Music of the Night” because that was the theme of our homecoming dance. I was literally the only person at school who dressed up as Christine and everyone else was the Phantom. By lunch I had about 20 Phantoms serenading me and chasing me down the hallways.

THAT SOUNDS AMAZING

LUCKY

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themodernsoutherngentleman:

Song of the South, Vol. 1 from polarbear1986 on 8tracks Radio.
The first installment is a series of playlists all embodying the American South. A mix of country, rock, soul, blues, R&B, and a little pop, this mix features song reminiscent of the whole of the South. Some future installments will focus on more geographically specific areas.

Song of the South Alabama || SummertimeBillie Holiday || Deep SouthCartel || Cruise [Remix] (feat. Nelly) Florida Georgia Line || Southern Comfort Zone Brad Paisley || Hey BrotherAvicii || Change is Gonna Come  Sam Cooke || The South (feat. Florida Georgia Line, Dierks Bentley, & Mike EliThe Cadillac Three || Goin’ Down South R.L. Burnside || Sweet Southern Comfort Buddy Jewell

themodernsoutherngentleman:

Song of the South, Vol. 1 from polarbear1986 on 8tracks Radio.

The first installment is a series of playlists all embodying the American South. A mix of country, rock, soul, blues, R&B, and a little pop, this mix features song reminiscent of the whole of the South. Some future installments will focus on more geographically specific areas.

Song of the South Alabama || SummertimeBillie Holiday || Deep SouthCartel || Cruise [Remix] (feat. Nelly) Florida Georgia Line || Southern Comfort Zone Brad Paisley || Hey BrotherAvicii || Change is Gonna Come  Sam Cooke || The South (feat. Florida Georgia Line, Dierks Bentley, & Mike EliThe Cadillac Three || Goin’ Down South R.L. Burnside || Sweet Southern Comfort Buddy Jewell

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Though Mean Girls was rated PG-13 for “sexual content, language, and some teen partying,” that was a rating Paramount had to fight for, says Waters. “We had lots of battles with the ratings board on the movie. There was the line, ‘Amber D’Lessio gave a blow job to a hot dog,’ which eventually became ‘Amber D’Lessio made out with a hot dog.’ Which is somehow weirder! That’s the thing we found: When you’re trying to make a joke obey the rules and not use any bad words, it can actually become seamier, even.” Still, there were some things that Waters simply refused to change. “The line in the sand that I drew was the joke about the wide-set vagina. The ratings board said, ‘We can’t give you a PG-13 unless you cut that line.’ We ended up playing the card that the ratings board was sexist, because Anchorman had just come out, and Ron Burgundy had an erection in one scene, and that was PG-13. We told them, ‘You’re only saying this because it’s a girl, and she’s talking about a part of her anatomy. There’s no sexual context whatsoever, and to say this is restrictive to an audience of girls is demeaning to all women.’ And they eventually had to back down.”
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