Don't ask me why, but the dogs wanted to keep going; we ended up in the park across from the Justice Center at about 5:30 ... visiting hours on Sunday were in full swing.
I now know that a guy named Bub is in jail. I'm pretty sure that a guy named Ace is in jail. "Lady Ace" with her vanity plates and the red and silver reflective letters on the dashboard of the car spelling out her moniker lead me to believe that she was there to see her man, Ace.
And as for Bub, "Bubs Ldy" drives a Maxima, I think, with some big ass chrome rims and wide tires that stick out away from the car.
We can only speculate about what they wore this evening and why their men were in the can.
And something tells me that Michael Plentyhorse better make bond before he spends a minute in lock-up.
Posted by Bill at November 27, 2005 08:12 PM