Justin Timberlake Got a DUI in the Hamptons

I don’t want to be entirely glib with this post, so let me say right off the bat that drunk driving is always, always stupid, reckless, and dangerous, no matter how many times you’ve pulled it off. (Am I lecturing myself here? You bet.) We all know someone who’s been affected by some idiot coming home from the bar. It’s a quick and easy way to ruin lives, which is why yanking drunks off the road is one of the few things that cops actually do to keep people safe.

All of that said, you gotta admit the details of Justin Timberlake DUI’s arrest last night are kinda hilarious. Yes, this is a deadly serious topic, and he could’ve killed someone even in the few seconds he was behind the wheel, but it’s hard not to chuckle at the doof serving himself up on a silver platter. Plus, he was in the Hamptons, the cushiest of celeb locales, and they still cuffed his dumb ass. There’s a lot to love here.

Via TMZ:

Sources connected to law enforcement tell TMZ, Justin Timberlake was at the American Hotel partying and almost immediately after he left and began driving, we’re told he blew a stop sign. Cops saw that and began to follow him. We’re told Justin began swerving and cops pulled him over.

Our sources say cops performed a field sobriety test and asked Justin to take a breathalyzer test, but he refused.

Timberlake’s friends reportedly rushed over and tried to convince the cops to let him go. It didn’t work. The police accepted Justin’s beautifully wrapped gift and gave him a full-blown arrest. In fact, he only posted bail about 15 minutes ago. (It’s 10:30 am EST.) Considering the arrest went down just after midnight, that means Timberlake spent nine hours and change in the drunk tank. Womp womp.

On top of the built-in stupidity of drunk driving, what makes Timberlake’s actions even more egregious is that he’s rich enough to afford a personal driver. He doesn’t have to call an Uber or a taxi or a sleeping buddy whose wife is now very pissed. A literal servant on wheels would have chauffeured Justin to any Taco Bell or Denny’s on the eastern seaboard. Do you know what I would’ve done with that kind of power? Let’s just say shares in Sheetz hot dogs would’ve been through the roof. The Sheetz kids would be going to Harvard, baby.

Anyway, don’t drink and drive, and if you need some motivation to help you stop, Google Ryan Dunn.

(Via TMZ)