For any of you not familiar with the state of Indiana:
There are but TWO rules you must obey while driving in the Hoosier state. Drive EXACTLY the posted speed limit on US 31 from South Bend to Indy and drive EXACTLY the speed limit on US 41 from Highland all the way to Kentucky. The speed limits go up and down as you go through countless small towns, hamlets and hwy intersections. Local, County and State officers then fight over your carelessness to fill their coffers with speeding fines. You wanna roll and blaze? Go jump on the Toll Road and head to Gary and turn around at Ripley St. Everybody is doing 75-80 and there's every color of American on that road. You can even stop at Sbarro's in the rest stop and crush them munchies.
BUT---->
Speeding on 31, in the middle of the night, with a tail light out, with Maryland plates, in Fulton fecking Co., with a car load of brothers, while smoking weed and holding an unlicensed, loaded piece is basically the antithesis of what one does to stay out of trouble in the Hoosierland.
All they were missing to win first prize in the Dumbest Scenario Ever contest was an ISIS member with a dirty bomb in the trunk.
So so true. Prize for Dumbest for breaking these inviolable rules. What do you have if they wipe the gun and baggie, swallow the rest of the m.j. among five of them and toss the baggie and gun?
Despite that, I like Chip Kelly's solution with LaGarrett Blunt. Move them in with assistant coaches - or in Holy Cross Hall - and indefinite suspension. Let the parents take away the car.
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