The jury deliberated for nearly three hours in a case that threatened to derail his career.
Thank yall for saving my life, he told jurors.
I’ve gone to blog it several times throughout, but no one incident was really “blog-worthy.”
And then another one for good measure, outside on the courtroom steps.
But most punctuated by the alleged victim’s own testimony.
Which was downright preposterous.
This case was wild.
From the get-go, the prosecutions evidence seemed weaker than a house of cards built in a hurricane.
Yet, the prosecution never produced an actual gun.
Not a single piece of tangible firearm evidence was presented in court.
But the police never found anything whatsoever.
It’s gonna be rough days ahead for ASAP Relli.
And he gets to go home to this -
Hit the fuckin music -
