One early morning (approx. 2:30am) we had a prisoner in the back cell and he was raising holy hell by slamming one of the interior cell doors open and shut repeatedly1.
He was doing it when I first headed out on patrol and was doing it when the dispatcher radioed for me to return to the office. However when I arrived, the dispatcher said he had quit doing it and was now yelling for help.
I walked back to the cell to check out the yelling man and I could see water all over the hallway leading up to the cell. Inside the entire cell was dripping wet...ceiling included.
I figured the guy clogged a toilet with his blanket and was flinging the water around so I yelled at him to stop with the water and the yelling. But the guy insisted he didn't do anything and the water had come in from the heavily screen window (but open) to the outdoors. Sure sure.
I hadn't even made it to the lobby when I heard the guy screaming again and I heard water hitting the walls with some force. So I walk back there but the water had ceased and the prisoner was cowering in a corner. I also heard a snicker from outside the heavily screen window. Then I knew what was up.
The fire department took up part of the same building in which the sheriff's office was located (we're talking rural county in rural state here). The guy's slamming of the cell door had awoken the firemen who brought a charged line and exacted their revenge.
I ran around to the fire side of the building and there they were, rolling on the ground. I laughed too and then returned to the cell area and closed the window.
1 the lazy jerks on 4-12pm should have secured those doors or locked him inside one of the smaller interior cells.