In 1992 I was arrested after selling 15 tablets of Ecstasy to an undercover narcotics detective in the parking lot of a nightclub in Houston. I was initially charged with conspiracy and possession w/ intent to distribute, but luckily my lawyer was able to cut me a deal where I just plead to the possession charge. Because it was my first offense and I provided "substantial assistance" to the police (ratted out my supplier, who ratted out his supplier, who went away for 15-20 years), I didn't have to serve real time, just a felony conviction and 5 years probation. Overall I spent about 9 days behind bars, and it cost my parents about 10 grand, but I never went to "prison." 1992 was a shitty year...