Thank Goodness The Sheep Were Locked Up
I'm so tired of meth arrests and DUI's and the normal Hollywood stuff, so thank goodness for Jack Pullman. Jack, who is the fine looking redneck in the photo above is the son of Bill Pullman. As you can tell from the photo above, Jack was arrested. What pray tell was Jack arrested for? How about underage drinking and possession of moonshine? I know, I know. I love it. I think the only reason they got hauled off to jail is apparently Jack was not too keen on the officer who confronted him about drinking and it is alleged that Jack resisted the officer and assaulted him.
Now, Jack doesn't look like he was doing much of the assaulting looking at the photo, but I wouldn't be surprised if he took a swing or two. Moonshine does that to you. Moonshine is some fabulous stuff. If you have never tried any, you can try and make your own, but it won't taste the same. You have to get it from the mountains of Appalachia. And the bonus is that if you don't like the taste it makes for one hell of a charcoal starter.
Apparently Bill Pullman could not be reached for comment. No doubt he was glued to the television because Independence Day was on. You need to move past it Bill. You will have another hit.
15 comments:
haha Moonshine.....love love love it....it makes GREAT homemade Kahula....kicks like a mule
eeeeww...if that look doesn't keep you off drugs, i don't know what will.
Looks like he done been spoutin' off them obscenities whiles his picture was a-takin'. Most likely he was askin' "Do y'all know just WHO my's Pappy is? Do y'all? He's the presy-dent of the U-nited States, that's who."
my parents live in South Carolina...they're still makin' it there too y'all...
my late gramps used to run that shit underground during Prohibition from here to the US.
my husand and i were at a very nice 50th surpise party last year, and an acquaintance of his pulled him aside to show him a flask in his pocket.....yup...moonshine.needlessto say, within 2 hours they were out in the parking lot fist fighting each other. talk about embarassing!!! i had never seen my husband so drunk! we live on the east coast....never knew moonshine existed around here!
They make it in MS and backwater LA too. Dad "collects" different flavors - vanilla, peppermint, grape, peach...
Maybe they meant to arrest Bill PAXTON'S son, not Bill PULLMAN. They are so often confused, as we know.
People don't think of southern Illinois as part of the redneck south (mostly they don't think of southern Illinois at all, or any part of Illinois that's not attached to Chicago or St. Louis), but we make some pretty good moonshine out here. The young Mr. Pullman looks like he would fit right in.
The moonshine's not so bad - its the JARS the brewers pack it in. Those mason jars look like they've been around since 1937 and held the same supply of pickles in them since that time.
i like the bill pullman independence day snark at the bottom :)
Moonshine is illegal in the state I live in. I'm not even interested in it though. Its just like any other alcohol except you get drunker. Woo-ee. Dump in a party bowl for a cheap buzz for everyone but other than that...meh.
After my dad died, we found a couple of bottles of moonshine that his father had made. My brother was the only one brave enough to give it a taste, and the expression on his face was priceless. We're probably lucky we didn't have to ship him off to the hospital!
Independence Day is one of my favorite movies of all time. Go Bill Pullman!
LMAO, Shakey!!
And your Peepaw rules, Jax! I LOVE prohibition shit. I used to work in a restaurant that at one point in time housed a speakeasy in the basement and a brothel in the attic. Good times. Wish I had been there!
I went to college right next to the self-proclaimed Moonshine Capital of the World, so I was able to try that wretched concoction once or twice. GodAWFUL. HOOOORRRRRRID!!! And it leads to a drunkenness that's impossible to convey with mere language.
I remember how this one girl, a typically very soft-spoken and shy chick from my class who barely EVER partied, who had about two hearty gulps of moonshine (and maybe a little weed) and started flinging herself against the walls of her dorm and screaming along to "Enter Sandman." Oh yeah -- someone was playing ENTER SANDMAN. DRRRRRUUUNK.
Intense shit. Anyone ever try Absinthe?
oooh, i LOVE absinthe! it's now legal in the states again. 69 % alchohol (or 138 proof). but i only drink for the taste, i prefer to keep my hallucinations down to high fevers and medicinal morphine in hospital, thank you very much!
when we lived in marietta, nearby conyers, GA, claim to fame was (1) home to junior samples of "hee-haw" fame, and the "moonshine capital" of the south.
and, yeah, it's like acetone or some shit.
we just took a tequila tour in mexico, two family owned places, and oh, the memories it brings back!
i STILL can't shake the smell of the fermentation out of my head!
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