The Insider says a source very close to Lindsay Lohan claims she is innocent of any wrongdoing and her arrest two nights ago was simply a misunderstanding. The source says Lindsays SUV was racing through Santa Monica because she was being chased by paparazzi, she was not actually behind the wheel and she knew nothing about the cocaine in her pocket because she was wearing someone else's pants. According to Lindsays friends, the night went like this:
- Lindsay was having a get together at her home. Several people will say she wasn't drinking, that she didn't even have a drink but at a certain point in the night, apparently, she fell off the wagon and did start drinking.
- When assistant Tarin Graham walked into the house, looking disheveled with teary red eyes, Lindsay was concerned that something had happened to her.
- There was some sort of altercation. Tarin either quit or Lindsay fired her. Tarin left and Lindsay followed.
- There were definitely two people in the car with Lindsay that night.
- Tarin's mother apparently made a police call b/c she was afraid someone was chasing her.
- Right now, they don't know who may have been chasing her. It could have been paparazzi.
- When the cops arrived, there were so many people in the parking lot that they automatically zeroed in on Lindsay. Apparently the altercation took place at about 1:30 in the a.m.
- Lindsay was strong-armed into taking a breathalyzer test. They say the cocaine was not Lindsay's, she was wearing someone else's pants.
And it just kinda goes on like that for a while. I think you get the idea. "Someone else's pants". It will seriously be one of the best days of my life if she goes to court with the "Someone Else's Pants" defense. She should be arrested just for that. Wait, did I say "arrested". I meant to say "shot".
Oh shit first
second
Ask questions later
Dammit, third.
So whose pants were they? Because that person automatically can claim that "Lindsay Lohan got into my pants."
Of course, it sounds like about 10,000 other people can claim that, too.
I had a duty don't shoot the messenger. This reminds me of the time a deer leaped thru our bay window, took the paper I'd worked on all night and went out the kitchen. The worst part is the d@mn deer dropped some blow out of it's haunches and when the police came to do the report I ended up doing 9 mos in Juvie. True story.
Can’t blame her for trying… she’d try and squirm her way out of that too. The “Someone Elses Pants” defense; is that like Wallace and Gromit in The Wrong Trousers? She’s being controlled by Feathers McGraw. Me too.
Riiiight! Here lindsay, wear my pants. Oh… and don't worry about the coke I left in there. I'll get that later.
Uh huh. Stuff like that happens all the time.
it's at times like these you gotta wonder if she was going commando.
If the pants don't fit, you must acquit!
It's a good job she is surrounded by enablers (Dinah) that reinforce her bad behaviour.
If you are gonna live the rock and roll lifestyle that's cool, but at least admit that's what you are doing. Don't be a hypocrite. Pussy.
AHHHH PISS!!! 11TH. GET A LIFE FUCKOS
That is the greatest excuse of all time. "These are not my pants officer." "Ok, go your way and we will find the faggity bastard who dared shop at the GAP, Lou cancel the soccer game."
The only thing that could possibly beat this was when I saw a crackhead spit a rock of the shit into a cop's hand and then say it was not his.
Holy SHIT! I just put my hand in my pocket and I found : a gun; GHB; coke; a used condom. Who's pants are these?!
Oh, mine.
Damn, weird, I actually got away with the "sombody else's pant's" thing once when I was like 17. But it was just a blunt roach and not an 8-ball. Hmm. So it goes.
All of this makes perfect sense to me. Then again I am wearing someone else's pants right now so maybe I'm not the best sounding board…
She shits her pants and someone asks about it she says, "Oh I didn't shit these pants, these are someone else's pants!"
I put on the wrong pants and all I get is some old heroin baggies and baby seal skin. What-a-fucking-gip-[jip???]. Fuck. Does anyone know how to spell that word?
The "not my pants" excuse has saved me many a time. After beating the hell out of a homeless guy for half a bottle of Night Train, I simply told the cops that I was wearing someone else's pants. They ended up arresting the homeless guy for obstruction of my sexiness.
I dunno man that's a pretty tight defense. If drugs fell out of the pockets of all my friends clothes I would never wear my own. Those are pretty cool friends with real cool clothes.
wow! so she is admitting that she is a slutbag…not even her own pants! and of course there has to be someone else's cocain in them haha