My First Felony
Tuesday, March 6, 2007
I committed my first felony today. Well... the first one I'm going to tell the entire planet about. It felt great and I'm not sorry about it at all.
I packed a single 12oz bottle of This Old Man's Amber Ale in a box with styrofoam and shipped it UPS to a friend in Virginia.
Yes, my faithful Fiddleyonians (or as I've begun to call you lately, lunatics), importing or exporting any alcoholic beverage over Utah state lines is a crime. There is no license for exporting beer from Utah even available in the Beehive State. Even if there were, it's likely that no individual would have access to one.
But I had beer and my friend had none. I felt compelled, nay, obligated to share.
To think. I could technically lose my voting rights over this. I'm a dangerous, dangerous man. That's how I roll.
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Did you burn a flag while you did it? That's the only way you are going to catch the attention of folks like Arn (Orrin) Htch*.
*Vowell left out on purpose since in Utonics, vowels are an option.
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The Rocket's Red Glare...
Yes. And a pair of garments. I also crossed the double-white line into the carpool lane.
Double Dog Dare Ya...
It's also illegal to ship alcohol TO Arkansas.
I think if you really wanna call yourself a felon, you'd send ME a bottle!
Small-time crime doesn't pay!
Arkansas, Arkansas, I Just Love Ol' Arkansas...
If I had a nickel for all the things I've done that are a felony in Arkansas...
OOPS
So the two six packs of Polygamy Porter I sent to my blogging friends in Minnesota made me a felon?
SWEET!
In the Name of Love, One Beer in the Name of Love
Whomever this lucky southerner is to whom said beverage was awayed, one should naturally consume the evidence upon its arrival...at an agreeable sudsy beverage drinking temperature.
Now to MY first Felony
It was a warm summer day...and I had just received a phone call...a familiar voice...Hey is this my journal or that Godforsaken Blog!?
ooh sorry....
So anyway, I opened the the door and put on a CD...and a raincoat....
Careful...
The next thing you know, the Bangor Gang Unit will be knocking your door down.
I have beer to swap. some
I have beer to swap. some Vienna Lager is ready to bottle. But alas I have no cool label as I am graphicly challenged. Hoist one for me.
I hope the revenuers don't catch up to you too soon. Dear, could you get me Elliot Ness's number?
Tell me more...
I am afraid to lager. Tell me what I need to look out for.
Jesus H...
He doesn't care about me. He's too busy backseat driving to notice.
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You are a good friend
I wish I had a good friend that would send ME beer.