Wannabe Rapper And Friend Get Popped For Drugs In The Dumbest Way Possible After Loitering Behind A Closed Store At 1 AM, #FreeMyBoy Crew Comes To The Rescue
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Two men parked behind a closed business are facing a variety of charges after being confronted by police. About 1 a.m., Officer Ken Brunini noticed two men seated in a running vehicle parked behind Color-Tyme at 338 Lincoln St. When Brunini pulled up, the men exited the vehicle, police said. “The person seated in the driver’s seat dropped an unknown object near the rear tire before responding to the officer who asked to speak with him,” according to police. The driver, later identified as Travis Pelkey, 24, of Loudon, is alleged to have dropped a hollow key chain container about 9.5 grams of heroin. “Officer Brunini picked up the item Pelkey had dropped near the back tire and discovered it contained almost a finger of heroin,” police said. The officer also found an empty hypodermic needle and three bundles of crack cocaine on the driver’s seat. The passenger, later identified as Shaun Robinson, 28, of Manchester, allegedly began arguing with the officer saying he had no right to be stopping them. “Officer Brunini explained the law pertaining to prowling and afforded [Robinson] an opportunity to provide a legitimate reason to be parked behind a closed business at 1:00 a.m. Robinson refused and was arrested without incident,” police said.
So these two junkboxs park behind a closed furniture rental store in Manchester, New Hampshire at 1:00 a.m, and surprise, surprise, they drew the attention of police. Naturally, the car was running, because who wouldn’t want to rock out with the radio and the AC on while chillin’ in the middle of the night behind a closed business, which had closed hours ago.
One of them just happens to be a real Manchester gem, but we will get to that a little later.
The cops show up and after watching them for a few minutes, officer Ken Brunini pulled up to their car to find out why they were parked behind a closed business at ColorTyme on Lincoln Street. Simple enough, right? It takes all of about three seconds before things going terribly awry for these two winners:
That’s 24 and 28-years-old in Manchester years.
When the two knuckle-draggers exited the vehicle, one of them casually dropped 9.5 grams of heroin by the car’s tire. Literally just dropped it right on the ground like it was nothing special.
The officer obviously noticed this and immediately punished these two for their stupidity, but that really took no effort on the cop’s part.
A hypodermic needle and three bundles of crack cocaine were displayed for all to see on the driver’s seat. Just sitting there, like it’s no big deal that there are three bags of crack and a needle on your seat.
Everything here that led them to the clink is like an exercise in criminal incompetence. First, they just left a needle and three bags of crack on the driver’s seat, as if it would withstand even a cursory, 10-second eyeballing of your car. Not that we encourage criminal behavior, far from it, but if you’re clearly committed to that lifestyle, you’d think they wouldn’t be making these kinds of rookie mistakes.
Next, you just toss almost 10 grams of the most illegal drug on the planet on to the ground as cops are commanding you to exit the car. As if they wouldn’t notice this as their flashlights are drawn in your direction, watching your every move.
But it doesn’t end there. Of course it doesn’t, we’re in Manchester here after all. Shaun Robinson, a wannabe white boy rapper turned heroin dealer, dropped his best ‘lawyering’ skills on the cops, “arguing with the officers and stating they had no reason to stop them.”
You’re parked with a running car behind a closed business at 1 o’clock in the morning. A simple phone call from a concerned neighbor results in a suspicious vehicle call, and next minute they found their suspicious vehicle, with crack and a needle neatly presented on the seat for them, and a handful of a Class A substance just waiting to be dropped in front of them.
Pelkey was charged with possession with intent to distribute (heroin), possession of crack cocaine, falsifying physical evidence (from throwing the dope out), and prowling. Who the hell gets arrested for prowling?
Well, his buddy Shaun Robinson got slapped with a prowling charge too, as well as loitering and a parole warrant out of Hillsborough County Superior Court.
I love how all of these rachet-folk instantly become lawyers as soon as police catch on to their dirty tricks. Everyone suddenly knows the constitution verbatim, and clearly the know more about the law than those there to enforce it.
Check out the #FreeMyBoi turds that came out of the woodwork to defend these morons:
He’s not a meth head, so WHY DON’T YALL WATCH YO MOUTH? And of course, the ever popular “no one can judge him!” line. Why yes, yes we can judge him and his friend and anyone who’s arrested for peddling poison in our communities. 9.5 grams is a lot of heroin, this isn’t “personal use” or low-level dealing going on here.
But according to Jessica Robinson, “he wasn’t hurting anyone but himself”. Really? Selling a deadly drug, of which you have almost 10 grams of, isn’t hurting anyone else?
I’m assuming these people defending them are friends, but really, these two dudes are giving you nothing worth defending. There comes a point when you have to realize, these guys are not “nice guys” who are just misunderstood; they’re chumps who would sell deadly drugs to your kid without even a second thought.
This is Shaun Robinson, who now that I think about it MUST be related to Jessica Robinson, who waved the #FreeMyBoi flag above.
The best part is he’s a self-styled ‘rapper’ who goes by the name Young Problem…
Ever the entrepreneur, Shaun not only raps but produces music too! Oh yeah, and FREE TYRENT! At least he has his music career to fall back on once he gets home from the clink.
And of course this turdmuffin lives and dies by the rachet code of conduct:
If only this “Young Problem” had a flat-brimmed Chicago Bulls hat for the the ghetto trifeca: A dope dealing white boy rapper – check. ‘Stop Snitching’ apparel – double check. Flat-brimmed Bulls hat…
There it is! There’s no way this chud wouldn’t have one of these beauties in his hat and sneakre armoir. The guy is like a redneck Eminem with less talent and more heroin, the perfect recipe for a Turtleboy blog! They really make it too easy for us.
So there you have it folks. Just imagine this wannabe rapper, drugged-out goon arguing with the cops over probable cause in the parking lot of a closed business at 1 A.M. Makes your blood kinda boil, doesn’t it?
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