Mug-Shot Friday: Special Halloween Edition
Charges: Petite theft.
Massive cocaine booger or . . . ectoplasmic slime?
Scary, as in: You wake up next to her. She's wearing your Great Aunt Trudy's wedding ring. Babies are crying in the next room. There are Quiet Riot lyrics tattooed on your right forearm. The alarm on your Metro PCS phone didn't go off again. You're an hour late for a meeting with your parole officer. This is your life.