
dont mess with Arkansas. I damn near got deported myself
about 20 yrs ago i was a passing through from Little Rock heading to Tulsa on a summer getaway
had a bit or car trouble in a small town called Mena
Officer: Whats going on
Me: hi officer. the check engine light come on and i'm just seeing if its something i can fix
Officer. where you from boy.
Me. Brooklyn NY
Officer. what are you doing on my roads
me: uhhh just passing through
Officer. You understand these are my roads boy
Me Yes officer
he got a little messy with me but i stayed respectful and calm.
he finally had me follow him to a shop and i was on my way the next morning
Cops in Buena Park told me I needed to get my ass " Back east" after I got into it with some ESBP "Bangers" and got caught red handed with a busted Corona bottle. About 14 months and 7 warrants later I took their advice and scooted my ass back to St. Louis. Not really because of them or the warrants though. One of my best friends back in STL died, my rock star dreams weren't getting me anywhere except drunk at parties in Long Beach and I kinda got sick of it never raining.similar thing happened to me in West Virginia on my Harley shovelhead low rider in the late '80s. State trooper pulled us over, he didn't like my drag pipes or my helmet because it wasn't DoT approved (it was a Vietnam era US military surplus with the green camo cover and netting), and he basically told us to leave WV and not let him see us again, that day, or ever again.
Unless a black cop pulls you over.It's very important to know which states require the stars and bars be displayed somewhere on your vehicle...it makes life easier.