Mug-Shot Monday: When Creative Writing Majors Turn to Crime
You spoke, we listened. Back by popular demand, welcome to this week's Mug-Shot Monday, a longstanding franchise focusing on the week's most eye-catching mugs from South Florida's tat heads, tough guys, derp faces, and femmes fatale.
The Real Mr. 305
And lo, the people of Miami turned away from Pitbull, for he was a false prophet, and embraced their true savior. In all seriousness, if anyone has legitimate dibs on the Mr. 305 moniker, it's a hard-faced ginger in police custody with his hometown love inked across his neck. Pitbull, get that weak sauce out of here.
If extraterrestrials should ever do touch down on our big blue ball, there's one area of overlap our two galactically different cultures can agree on: disliking the po-po.
We've All Been There
You're sitting there at your laptop, having a good chuckle, but let us quizz you, hot shot: what do you look like when you wake up in the morning? Difference is, you wake up in bed. This lady looks like she woke up in the back of a police car. Either way, the human face isn't pretty in those first few moments of wakefulness. Truth.