prison stories

jerry invited his classmates sofia and brooke over today for a barbecue. after some 'sun-baking' (an expression i've discovered is unique to australia), we sat on the terrace drinking beer and exchanging shocking stories, which is something that always turns into a competition, especially with jerry and i. these days, shocking incidents in our lives, even the shameful, humiliating and disgraceful ones, turn instantly into story opportunities, notches on the belt and sources of pride. we almost welcome them!

but today brooke took the cake. the innocent, blonde, american girl-next-door was arrested by police while intoxicated and under-age, dressed in a kinky police-woman costume (she'd been at a halloween party). she was thrown in a prison cell, still in the costume, with three other women, one who'd just stabbed her husband to death, one drug addict and one drunk-and-disorderly. she was still in her kinky cop costume when they took her mug shot. that photo would have been my most prized possession and my permanent facebook photo if i was her!

jerry tried to show her up with his prison story and i found myself feeling jealous and regretful that i'd never been locked up to be left with a scandalous jail story to tell....

but as hilarious as jerry's criminal record is to people who know him, it's the reason we're not back in australia already and thats pretty annoying...

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