It took me 124 days but I had some A&B charges in little po dunk towns that had to be looked into. For some reason the big old boys in bars, you know the ones that like to throw haymakers would always pick a fight with little old me. Part my fault too I guess cause I never could hold my tongue and just let their drunken big talk go. So after I showed em the Choctaw way of fisticuffs the brave fellas would file charges on me so off to court we would go. I would stand in front of the judges next to these hulking Bruts and it never failed that the judges would size us up and with a smirk on their faces would say charges dismissed. Had around 7 of those incidents as I recall. I ain't like that no more. Got married to a woman that showed me the err of my ways. Anyway 124 days for me. Done reminiscing now.
