Well, I suppose that sometimes The Picture Tells the Story. I’m certainly not proud of it, but yesterday, while trying to Mind My Own Business, I ended up on the Wrong Side of the Law on Amelia Island and regrettably … in The Big House. I could tell you all about it, but I’m still kinda shaky so will just show you the pictures. (Amazingly and coincidentally, a local photographer documented the Unfortunate Turn of Events … in three parts.) As you can tell, I don’t look happy–this Ain’t No Laughing Matter!
*** The Incarceration
*** The Escape
As luck would have it, yesterday produced Another Scorcher, and the guards were exceptionally listless and somewhat lazy. Look what I was Able to Do!
*** The Smug Satisfaction and Confession
Okay, now that I’m outta there, I’ll confess: I might have shot the sheriff, but I Did Not Shoot the Deputy! Now I’m counting on you, Faithful Blog Followers, not to Turn Me In.
(Amelia Island Museum of History)
Comments on: "Me and The Big House" (4)
You really had me going there for awhile, Neal!! It looks like you survived in relatively good shape!
Ha. Hi Mark, Yes I did. But barely.
And of course you did the “smart thing” by posting your escape on your blog :>>!
I didn’t say I was a smart criminal.