What's my motherfuckin' name?
Snoop Dogg has been arrested for allegedly carrying a collapsible baton onto an airplane, and faces up to three years in prison.
I think it's safe to say we all knew this was going to happen. Snoop Dogg is going to federal prison for carrying a baton.
Yep. I've always known that's why he'd go to prison.
Labels: Ear Candy, Law and Order

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Well, if the baton doesn't get him, the last sentence of the article might:
Last month, the rapper was arrested at Bob Hope Airport in Burbank for investigation of illegal drug and gun possession. He posted $35,000 bail and was ordered to appear in court December 12.
Sheesh, what a loon.
I'm still cracking up about the baton. It makes me think of the episode of Seinfeld where Kramer gets arrested while he's wearing the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat and carrying a cane, and happens to find a prostitute living in his car.
I'm sure there are lots of charges out there against good ol' Snoop. This one just makes me laugh.
Also, I hope someone tells the competitive cheerleaders to leave their batons in their checked luggage...
Why on earth does he NEED a collapsable baton? Doesn't he have, like you know a posse? And bodygaurds? What a maroon.
Yeah, I'm still trying to figure out what the baton was for. I'm just appreciating (maybe too much) the fact that *Snoop Dogg* was arrested for attempting to bring "illegal" (snork) contraband onto an aircraft -- and the contraband is a freaking BATON.
As an aside, last I checked, batons aren't weapons. But, again, you gotta question the intelligence of a bureaucracy that won't let you bring a knife on board, but still lets Chuck Norris fly... not that I'd ever try to stop Chuck from getting on a plane.
The baton isn't really like a cheerleader's baton, unless cheerleaders fill theirs with lead at the end and borrow them from law enforcement... See here: http://makeashorterlink.com/?H3AD25E1E
I use a collapsable baton in my security duties on base. It's pretty intimidaing when pulled on you. I've never had to pull anything from my belt though. I think handcuffs, oc spray, a baton and a sidearm get the point across. However, I wouldn't dream of going toe to toe with Chuck. (and he would know if I dreamed about it.)
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