Sometimes when you’re on the run, you just gotsta stop for some Taco Bell
36 year-old Jermaine Askia Cooper led Indiana police on a 90 mph high-speed chase, but was nabbed when he stopped for some Taco Bell. Police arrested his burrito-craving ass in the parking lot.
Cooper told the police that he “knew he was going to jail for a while” and wanted to get one last burrito.
The police said he never got that burrito. Instead he was held without bail on four counts of dealing cocaine, one count of resisting arrest by fleeing and one count of being an asshat.
(H/T Addicted to Addiction!)
I can’t blame him. I wouldn’t want to be in jail without having my one last Cheesy Gordita Crunch.
Cait’s fiancee Dave: “Yeah, it’s good. She cooks and I clean up the dishes after.”
Me: “I have that same arrangement with Taco Bell.”
But really, why wouldn’t you have that arrangement with the Michelin-starred Bell?
i totally did not need that image of a rat defiling a burrito right now
That reminds me of my chihuahua. She goes nuts if you do jumping jacks. She hates calesthenics. Lazy bitch.
Speaking of rats, my roommate and I have an infestation in our storage room and it’s really creeping me the fuck out. We found a dead one down there that had to have weighed about 5 lbs. – he was seriously almost the same size as the cat.
Oh, and we aren’t dirty people at all – I feel the need to disclose that.