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Post Reply You wake up in jail and don't know why you're there. You find three items in your pocket, and slowly your memory returns
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I reach into my pocket and discover these three things:

-A photo ID card with my name and an employee number on it
-A set of master keys for the facility
-A small black book with the business cell phone and office numbers of the facility's administrators

Slowly my memory returns from the drunken bender I was on that sent me into a state of temporary amnesia, and I realise that I am the warden of this facility.

What a twist!
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my phone, underwear, and a pocket sized Bible

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Sogno- wrote:

my phone, underwear, and a pocket sized Bible



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A hair pin, a fresh piece of gum, and a sewing kit.

Either I'm in for the long haul and doing some cross stitching, or I'm bustin' loose.
Posted 8/1/16
I thought all items would be confiscated.
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He he true, especially if your that drunk to the point where you dont remember anything the next morning.
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A flame retardant glove, matches, and a bottle of alcohol.

I am truly ready for world domination.

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Been there and done that in Seoul, Korea mid-summer 1971.

Sunday morning I woke up on the floor of the most foul smelling jail cell.
All I had in my pocket was my military ID, a 10 Won coin (Korean money), and and empty condom wrapper.
I was missing my wallet and all my cash, my new watch, and gold ring.
The MP's picked me up at 9am and on the way back told me why I got picked up.
I was walking naked down the street with my clothes in my hand.
The only thing I could remember was that I had gone to a really great party.
As a 20 yr old I must have imbibed & mixed to much.
Posted 8/1/16 , edited 8/1/16
Keys, wallet and phone. As a man, those are the only three things I need on an ordinary day, haha. Unlike women who need a million things in their purse.

How I ended up in a jail cell, since I don't drink or do drugs, I would assume that I was at a scene where a crime just took place, and I became the #1 suspect, there was blood on my hands, because I foolishly tried to do CPR on the murdered victim, since I usually don't think before I act... or I don't always think with my brain--you know how men are, we don't think with our brain 90% of the times.

The cops took me in to question me, but I was such a rebel, that I threw a fit, which only raised their suspicion even further, one of the cops--an amateur, started being a smartass with me, I punched him in the face, and flipped a few chairs, the older experienced cop had enough, handcuffed me, beat me with a bat and electrified me, I became unconscious shortly after, and then they threw me into a jail cell.

Oh wow, my imagination ran wild there, does it still work like that in this day and age?
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hairsticks, roll of cash, bullets

I just took down a organized crime syndicate ex-hitman style and stole their drug money till the cops closed in. They took my gun but I still got spare rounds in my pocket,

I'm about to use my wood hair sticks to stab a guard in the throat threw the bars, grab the keys and escape....

-__- unfinished business with those SOB's
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loliloliloliloli



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Posted 8/1/16 , edited 8/1/16

Lowlights wrote:


Lord_Jordan wrote:

The Prince, by Machiavelli, a flask smelling strongly of vodka or something with a time (1:47) written on it, and a matchbook with no matches.

I remember nothing...but obviously, I felt strongly enough about some abomination in society that they became ash overnight...at 1:46 am...
Possibly some crime lord, or some terrorist leader, or just someone I absolutely hated, who I believed to be a virus to Earth.


what does any of this have to do with machiavelli


The ends justify the means...

So I guess I would have had second thoughts, but decided that burning something down was justified, as it would bring balance to someone in the world
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Nothing, nothing, and nothing. I don't put stuff in pockets because the stuff might fall out of the pocket.
Posted 8/1/16 , edited 8/1/16
License, keys, and cell phone. Fictional: It was for breaking up a fight between two other women and the police took us all to jail for DC.
Posted 8/1/16
"Agh, I have things in my pockets!" [Bangs on cell door] "Sir! Hey! Excuse me, Sir!" [Bangs on cell door some more] "You didn't take my belongings before you put me in here! Help! Please, take them, and don't probe me. Please, not the probe."
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