Avoiding the cops/Not getting caught stories

I am the only one here that has never got caught from the cops in my 4+ year smoking experience. I have had many close calls but nothing i couldnt run away from (i am over 225 lbs). I dont understand (other then getting pulled over) how so many of you cant just run from the cops.

Anyways......Story time..

I was at the beach last week with a couple of my mates getting ready to smoke our second bowl of some KB's when my friend says he saw a light on the way other end of the beach. I put my nug ( just got a 1/4 that night) in my pocket and didnt move. Then i told my bro to put his bowl away NOW! Then the light came all the way down the other end of the beach and proceeded to do a scan of the area (think spotlight). I then stood up while my bros started to run (TOWARDS IT!!! dumb i know :confused: ) i ran away from it all the way down the beach wall. When i got to the end of the wall i ran up the stairs and out the beach ( i grew up in the area and know it well) then ran all the way down the street.:smokin: Turns out it wasnt a cop(at least what my friend says) and i beat them down to the car. (i was at least 3 blocks away while they were 1)

Its times like these that i love runnin from the law and always getting away.:thumbsup:

Not trying to brag but i like when i have to make haste and disappear.

Hawk.

wow, i hope you were knocking on wood when you were typing that cuz now you just jinxed yourself. the same exact thing happend to me earlier this summer, i was bragging to my friends about how all of them got caught and i havent been caught for a long ass time, then on the ride home that night my friend gets pulled over. i blew a .14 in the brethalyzer and my friends bong got taken away and he got a zero tolerance. so the moral of this story is dont jinx yourself. good luck not getting caught now.

i was at this after party for a friend's wedding reception in my hometown at this dude whom i barely knew, but we knew of each other just chilling with like 5 people before people started showing up. this dude decided to roll a J. we smoked it and right when it was done, i was talking with one of my friends and our other friend that's straightedge goes "i'm gonna go put my shoes on in case shit goes down" and i was like "yeah good idea" and as he walked to the door to get his shoes, i looked past him through the window and a K9 car was following right behind his head outside as there were like 20 people running into this house.

my friend i was talking to just says "cops!" as i'm trying to get my shoes on. my straightedge friend waits for me and he's like "you comin?" and i said "yeah lets roll" and i remember just looking at the back of his iron maiden shirt staring at the demon thing from number of the beast as we bolted out the back door into the bushes. he then kicked down a fence in the back yard and trampled it down and i followed.

as we were running through the yard, i kept getting hung up and little shit, and my friend was gone. i got up and ran two and a half blocks and then cut up a main road. i had a theory that the cops wouldn't stop me because i am a pretty clean cut looking kid. plus, i was wearing a nice striped blazer and an abercrombie button up, looking like a million bucks. as i was walking up the hill, i hear one officer running and i froze and thought "chill or run, chill or run" and decided to just chill. he shined his flashlight on me and i pretended to shield my eyes and wonder what he was doing. after like 15 seconds of keeping the light right on me, he took it off me and continued his search. my plan somehow worked.

i walked another block and decided to get off the main road because almost getting caught by that cop was so intense, i didn't want it to happen again. i wanted to just relax and walk to a friend's house.

as i get two blocks down, i see the county sherrif's car fly past about a block and a half down with his spot light on. then i just see the red and white lights reflecting on the houses and bushes. he had slammed on the breaks and threw it in reverse and he was coming for me. again, i decided to just chill. got off the street, walked on the grass, and pretended to shield my eyes. again, somehow it worked.

i was so ready to just explode with exhiliration after bluffing the cops TWICE, until another regular PD car spotlights me from behind. i just turned around, shieled my eyes, and he passed too.

i successfully managed to bluff the cops three tiee times. i eventually met up with my straightedge friend at our friends house.

i could go on now about how i then went back to get my van because they were going to have it towed and i didn't want my dad to pay for it and i was broke, so i decided to man up to the cops and got fined $700 for blowing a .001 2 months before turning 21 and running from the cops, but we'll save that for another day.

hope you enjoyed my stoned recollection of one of the best but most costly nights ever in my podunk hometown.

it also shows that cops are usually looking for certain "kinds" of people and how you dress matters to them, whether it should or not.

it was 4 of us smoking in my friends car in my neighborhood and 2 cops roll up so the girl whops car it was grabs the bud and the bowl and stash it under her chair. I have a little less then a half ounce in my left pocket. so we get out of the car and r sitting on the curb and im debating whether to take off running or chill. Well the cops searched her car and found theb ud and bowl and they pocket the weed and break the bowl, then put her in cuffs and are such dicks. There like have u ever been arrested young lady, shes like no and there like well theres a first time for everything. They then the rest of us 3 up and started checking ids. I claimed i didnt have mine on me and made up a name.

They then made us sit back down and started patting us down one by one. Well when it was my turn to get checked i stand up and pretend like im gonna be polite and obliging and wait for my oppurtunity. I spread my arms and right when the cop started walking towards me i booked out. Just sprinted the other way. They chased me for awhile but i hid out in backyards and shit and eventually was able to sneak into my house. Made my before bed bowl so much sweeter

Thanks for posting. That is a sick story of escapeing the cops 3 times in a row. If you ran one of those u prob would have been screwed though. I guess it REALLY does proove what you said they are looking for the typical stoner look.:cool:

Also about getting caught....Knockin on wood. Well i donno i figured if it has'nt happened yet it proboly wont. And i can outrun about a solid 80% of the cops in my hometown no problem and i am a BIG dude.:dance:

Hawk.

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Originally Posted by smitty420

it was 4 of us smoking in my friends car in my neighborhood and 2 cops roll up so the girl whops car it was grabs the bud and the bowl and stash it under her chair. I have a little less then a half ounce in my left pocket. so we get out of the car and r sitting on the curb and im debating whether to take off running or chill. Well the cops searched her car and found theb ud and bowl and they pocket the weed and break the bowl, then put her in cuffs and are such dicks. There like have u ever been arrested young lady, shes like no and there like well theres a first time for everything. They then the rest of us 3 up and started checking ids. I claimed i didnt have mine on me and made up a name.

They then made us sit back down and started patting us down one by one. Well when it was my turn to get checked i stand up and pretend like im gonna be polite and obliging and wait for my oppurtunity. I spread my arms and right when the cop started walking towards me i booked out. Just sprinted the other way. They chased me for awhile but i hid out in backyards and shit and eventually was able to sneak into my house. Made my before bed bowl so much sweeter

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Wow thats a sick story. I bet u loved that before bed bowl alot considerin u could have been fucked. U must have BOOKED it.

Good luck in your further adventures,

Hawk.

yea im pretty sure i can outrun 99% of cops since im fast and there usually not and carry alot of equipment. It was either run or get caught with a h.o where in florida with our retarded MMS i woulda been prolly fucked. It wasnt rele fun until after i was so nervous right before i took off

Its funny that I am always freaked out by the people that I read about and see on the news running from the cops, and then they come posting on this forum and I find out they're all cool. haha

An associate of mine was delivering a plant to my house, but little did I know our neighbors had become suspicous of his car coming by and were watching us. As soon as they saw a glimpse of the weed, they phoned the cops. When the cop arrived, he made me lead him through my field to get the plant. I'm 16, and he kept saying shit like "well, best case scenerio, you're looking at about 4 years in juvy." I knew he was trying to scare me, but it was working. That fucker kept making inappropraite comments when we were climbing through bushes and shit like "I really don't appriciate this shit!" I had about 7 other plants down in my field too, so I had to choose a very careful path to lead him through. He didn't see the others (luckily) and he finally left. He said he would send over an inspector tomorrow to take care of everything. Before he left, he insisted we take the main road to get to his car, while he was holding the plant. All my neighbors saw it and a few days later I heard of rumors about me getting caught with weed circulating around. The inspector never showed up, and I can only assume the cop kept the weed and never reported the find. Assholes.:mad:

We'll i live in a sort of small town with a HUGE drug problem. So one night about 120 people are chilling at this hill and everyones just going around talking about their buds,admiring others weed,selling its was like a car auction and since the 3 cops we have are all potheads and they were there everyone was chill and not scared of anything. BUt there were about 25 people no one knew and they were just walking around and looking at everyones buds and how much they have and we just thought they were out of towners coming to see the scene. Well they weren't they were undercover cops and about 1 hour into the GTG about 6 vans speed up and cops jump out with tazers,beanbag guns so everyone scattered but im really slow from smoking to many cigs sow one cop got in front of me and yelled a few warnings but i wasnt about to stop ( i had 2 ounces ) so he shot the tazer causeing me to drop hard as fuck then my cousin ( BIG ass dude spent 17 years im maximum security for armed robbery and attempted murder ) runs up and hits the cop causeing him to litterly fly about 15 ft. and my cousin rips the tazer off me and carrys me through the woods back to his place were I stayed until i stopped twitching. Now Tazers sting like a son of a bitch and i highly advise not to be on the wrong side of one. 23 people were busted, 6 pounds confiscated.

I was at a party in a friends trailor in a trailor park. I was drinking n shit but i spent most of my time in the back room where all the smoking was being done. Suddenly someone came in a said "the cops are here". Everyone but mike and i ran out of the room.
We stayed in there smoking bowls while the cops talked to everybody. We were sitting in the dark and just as i was taking my hit a cop looked in the window and shawn a flashlight at me. i just froze, bowl to my lips. The the cop just walked away and we finished our bowls.

if you live in raleigh NC .... never take weed out of your house
there's a cop for every person

i got busted for tokin in a car, are music was too loud, cop smashed the hooka and got hookah water all over himself, quite funny actually, every other confrontation ive had with the cops i talked my way out of it or booked it.

oh i have a good one here. okay, so before i moved to the uk i lived in kansas. well kansas cops are INSANE. i mean, its fuckin kansas. they have nothing better to do than to bust teenagers smoking or drinking. anyhow, i was 15 at the time. well, my other 15 year old friend who didn't have a license) comes by to pick me up. there are 3 other girls in the car. so this one girl calls up and wants to get picked up. she was at a party in a really nice part of town that was insanely patrolled by cops. hell, we had thrill issues back then.

we drove really slowly down the street and stopped at the mailboxes to read the addresses. (it was completely dark so it was hard to see) we finally found the house but before we could even slow down... COP LIGHTS.
my friend driving the car started freaking out. she was like FUCK FUCK FUCK. she jumps into the backseat, freaking the fuck out saying "someone else has to be the driver. someone else do this for me. i can't do this, i'm only fifteen. i only have a permit."
the rest of us kind of looked at her and we were like "well none of us have permits so u better do the talking."
before we could really think about what to do though, the cop knocks on the window. (i'm sitting in the passenger seat by the way) i open the door across the car and he looks kind of confused and says "where's the driver?" everyone in the car kind of looked at the poor girl. he was like "could you step outside please?" the poor girl was scared to death but she shakily got out of the car.

we wouldn't have been so scared, but the girl driving had had a couple beers earlier. and even though she was sober, it would have showed up on a breathalizer. and believe me, in kansas, they like to breathalize. so... they're outside talking and in the meantime, im busy putting eyedrops in. hiding about a quarter of weed in my bra (because that's what we girls do) and making sure no one has any weed in obvious places around the car.

outside i could hear what they were saying:
"why did you jump into the back seat?"
"officer to be completely honest with you, i'm only 15 and not of age to have a license yet. i was just really scared"
"why are you driving"
"well, we were just going to pick up one of my friends and take her home"

etc. there was some more talking. he came round to the passenger window. at which point i was really fucking paranoid because i'm sure my breath smelt like weed and i was so high my eyes couldn't focus. anyhow he came round and i kind of just persuaded him that we were all sober and everythign was okay. you know, the kind of thing like, "i'm so sorry, our friend who owns this car is in no shape to drive. we're just helping someone out here. we're trying to pick her up to get her home."

he was like "i'm just going to have a look around the car to make sure you kids don't have anything on you"

all he did was shine a flashlight around the backseat. he made a joke about the cigarettes on the floor. but didn't see any visible alcohol so didn't do anything.

"alright kids, just head home after this though. thanks for staying sober tonight."

the driver then got back in the car... and we drive away at about 10 mph. completely silent. as soon as the cop car was far enough away, my friend pulled over and we all just got out of the car and screamed of relief.

damn she didn't even get breathalized.

first chill cop in kansas i'd ever met.



sorry that was really long. it's 4 am though. insomnia does things to your head.

xxx - lexie

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Originally Posted by smitty420

it was 4 of us smoking in my friends car in my neighborhood and 2 cops roll up so the girl whops car it was grabs the bud and the bowl and stash it under her chair. I have a little less then a half ounce in my left pocket. so we get out of the car and r sitting on the curb and im debating whether to take off running or chill. Well the cops searched her car and found theb ud and bowl and they pocket the weed and break the bowl, then put her in cuffs and are such dicks. There like have u ever been arrested young lady, shes like no and there like well theres a first time for everything. They then the rest of us 3 up and started checking ids. I claimed i didnt have mine on me and made up a name.

They then made us sit back down and started patting us down one by one. Well when it was my turn to get checked i stand up and pretend like im gonna be polite and obliging and wait for my oppurtunity. I spread my arms and right when the cop started walking towards me i booked out. Just sprinted the other way. They chased me for awhile but i hid out in backyards and shit and eventually was able to sneak into my house. Made my before bed bowl so much sweeter

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holy shit dude you are so lucky. and smooth going on the whole run away thing.

xxx

i've never been busted before. I've had a cop come to my house before and left parties shortly before they got busted. A few weekends ago i had a close call but nothing to big

My first time smoking we did it next to a church and a cop came with 2 drug dogs in the back seat (there was about 12 of us at maybe 11 p.m.)
The drug dogs where going wild
the cop got out and approached us and i approached him calmy and just answered his questions
since it was my first time i wasnt high at all but i cant say the same for the others
I think he just didnt feel like filling out 12 reports of underage smoking and MJ charges before he was off duty so he just let us go

the other day, my buddy and I went to our usual spot, a scenic lookout at the top of a bluff in our area. it's a bit of a hike to get there, but it's always deserted because we go so late, and we can get a killer view of the city lights at night.

We smoke and while chillin on the cliff face, we start getting swarmed by fucking bats. so we're sort of sketched out, and just decide to head back even though we're still pretty baked. well the walk back is long and tiring, and everywhere we turn, it looks like somebody's waiting to pop out and jump us. we get to the car and i get in, but before i can turn on my ignition, my friend yells DUDE BOLT!

I see the reflection of blue lights off a house to our left. I immediately haul ass out of there. It turned out they were bikers riding the trails at like 130 am. My friend has to suggest some scenarios like, maybe they were bike cops and are going to radio a squad car to pull you over. I disregard his comment, but still get wicked scared driving past 3 or 4 parked squad cars we encounter radaring high traffic roads.

they literally appeared out of thin air.

i was eatin pizza wit some friends after smokin then i started talking about munchie food and the next time we'll smoke and where and shit..and out of no where..my friend tells me to turn around and there are 4 cops..2 undercover and 2 suits...i was like FUCK..i dont think they heard me though lmao

ok so bringing this thread back to life cause im bored, but anywho heres my old story...

Well towards the end of last year during my coke problem, 4 friends and I were in my escort station wagon(which is now dead and tell you that sorty after this) so anyway we're in my car that we drove down this trail in the woods thats just surrounded by woods in this condo complex blowing lines and lines of coke. Towards our last amount all of a sudden we see 2 cop cars coming down the hill trail, first reaction from my friend in shotgun who had the pile was like, 'should i blow the rest?!' and were like yeah fuking do it! while the minute we saw the cops that were about 100 ft away my other friend sitting in the window seat took the fuck off! Completely in disregard for everyone else in the car and even left the fucking door open. The asshole ended up running striaght into a fucking tree haha, but anyway cops asked us what we were doing, and I always use the key excuse. 'We just came down here to smoke some ciggarettes because we don't want our parents to find out we some them.' So the cops check ou tthe car, luckily my bong was in the trunk of my car covered by a jacket by one of my friends and they let us go. But still 4 kids all yipped up on coke while cops come down scary as fuck.

So next story, I'm on my way home driving on a highway when all of a sudden my beater car finally decides to shit out on me. I put my jacket on thats covering my bong cause its cold out and check to see wtf is wrong with the car, as im checking it out who the fuck comes up? A state trooper. I'm like fuck because I have about 10-15 different pieces in my car and my bong. So I walk towards him and all of a sudden i knew I shouldnt have looked, but I had to, I looked into my car to check and see if my bong was covered as i was talking to the cop and hes like, 'i'm going o have to search your car' Puts me in cuffs and i have to sit on the baricade in cuffs, and over and over again the cop is asking me, tell me now if you have weed in the car blah blah blah, lucking i smoked all my roaches that morning. But one after another he puts all my pieces on the top of my car, and im like shit im fucked. I see him pick up my grinder which looks like a golf ball, and he threw it back down, theres so much random shit in my car he didnt check it out. Yada Yada Yada, didnt find any weed called a tow truck, broke my bong:( r.i.p blue, and made me toss the rest of my pieces down a storm drain. He let me go....but heres the twist, when my car was at the shop getting checked out I went and checked my car for shti I wanted and found my goldball grinder! It had a gram and a half of trees in it and I smoked a nice fat blunt.

Sorry for the long stories, but I'm fucking bored and without any trees for 2-3 weeks again! I can't wait till I get home!

this weekend i was sitting in the back of a truck that got pulled over. everyone in it had eaten shrooms about a half hour ago and wed all been smoking and drinking a little bit. the cops easily saw the cooler of beer sitting in the bed of the truck and gave each of us a ticket for underage drinking. one of my friends had a pipe on him and a little bit left of an eigth of shrooms and had them taken from him. the cop thought the shrooms were weed and eyed it out as less than 2.5 grams. then he came back and said you boys got any dope on ya cause i will be checkin. i said no even though i had a little bit of my eigth of shrooms left and about a half eigth of nuggets on me. there was also i can full of weed and 2 more weighed o;ut eigths of shrooms sitting in his truck that they didnt notice, the shrooms were in plain view too. we also later found a bong in the truck that they forgot. they also missed a sawed off shotgun that was in the truck and that is probably where we got the luckiest. anyway they never ended up searching me and i got away with all my drugs. i did get a 75 dollar ticket for underage drinking. the real problem was the driver had a loaded gun in the drug. he had a foid card for the gun though so they just took the bullets. it was a really weird experience that shows that lying to the cops always pays off.

Smitty you're the fucking man. :thumbsup: :stoned:

I had to sleep in my car one night when I was travelling (it was like a 23 hour drive). So I'm in this K-Mart Parking lot, it was 4:30 in the morning, and I was dead asleep.

I had smoked with my friends before I left, at like 4:30 the previous afternoon, then again a few hours later, but with the windows down and on the freeway.

All of the sudden, I'm woken by headlights and spotlights from a cruiser right in front of me. I sat there and blinked and straightened up and made sure everything was put away. The cop comes up to my window and knocks with his flashlight. "What are you doing here?"
"I... Uhh... I... I don't know" (because I know sleeping in your car is illegal)
"Let me see your license please"
He looks at it and radios it in. He comes back, looks around my car with his flashlight, then makes me follow it with my eyes. "Have you ever done crystal meth?"
"Hell no"
"Do you have any marijuana on you?"
"No"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes"
You are in posession of NO Illegal substances?"
"I've got like.. a hunting knife that might be illegal.."
"I don't care about weapons... Do you have any Marijuana?"
"No"
"When's the last time you used Marijuana?"
"Uhh.. Honestly.. 4:20" (I meant this afternoon)
"4/20 huh..." (it was like early June... he thought I meant in April, haha)
"Alright.. well... don't let me see you here again"
"Yes sir."

He asked me if I was tweaking because he thought I was just sitting there awake at 4:30am. And I found after he left that there was an empty ziplock bag under my E-brake... I'll bet that's why he asked me like 15 times about weed.

"I don't care about weapons... Do you have any Marijuana?"

lmao, sounds like that cop was desperate for some ganj. :thumbsup:

Me and my friend were smokin in our woods area with chairs set up and shit. Then i seen 4 cops fly down the road. An old man smelled wreefer in his yard and called the cops. Still aint found me.

I was in a park with 2 mates and we were smoking in a small pipe of mine. Suddenly we saw a police car so we threw the pipe to the ground, hoping that the cops wouldn't find it (it was already dark). A cop approached us and asked what we were doing there. We said we were just chilling and should him our pocket were empty, so he started walking away, but, unluckily for me and my friends, he steped on the pipe that I had thrown to the ground. He fell to the ground and I couldn't stop myself from laughing. The stupid cop just looked back at us and didn't even look down to see what he had stepped on and left.

Yeah...check this out....

Like almost everyday, I'm duckin cops. Like the other day...I'm smoking in my ride on 183, right, and out of nowhere, I see this cop in my rearview. So check it...I verify that I'm going the correct speed, and WHOA NELLY, I am. Then I set the pipe down and continue to drive. Man...it was deep. Dallas po-po is riding hard in the left lane and I think I'm hit. All of a sudden, it happens...

WHAM!!!!

...they pass me by because I wasn't doing anything to attract their attention in the first place. /sarcasm

It's all common sense...

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Originally Posted by Pig On The Wing

I was in a park with 2 mates and we were smoking in a small pipe of mine. Suddenly we saw a police car so we threw the pipe to the ground, hoping that the cops wouldn't find it (it was already dark). A cop approached us and asked what we were doing there. We said we were just chilling and should him our pocket were empty, so he started walking away, but, unluckily for me and my friends, he steped on the pipe that I had thrown to the ground. He fell to the ground and I couldn't stop myself from laughing. The stupid cop just looked back at us and didn't even look down to see what he had stepped on and left.

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roflmao! what a dumbass that cop was

anyway me and 2 homies were walkin back to his house trippin on shrooms, at like 2:00 and who else comes around the corner the po po so he hits the brakes while were like do we bolt or chill so we decided to just chill cuz it was a shitty spot to run anywhere and i was talkin to him just tellin him we were havin a butt, while i had a blunt in my pocket all he did was take our names and let us go

Hmm, I wonder how many of these stories are made up...

2 months ago, I was drunk and I was just smoking a fat ass bowl in the middle of a small street near a train station. I was about to go away when i saw a police car coming in front of me.. it scared the shit out of me! I ran away .. i think i never ran that fast lol .. ive heard the police car acceleration but they never caught me

I was smoking in a hotel room with a couple of people I worked with one night. I had an ounce in my jacket along with pills and a bowl hidden in a secret pocket. I also had rolling papers and a White Owl in my pocket. The cops show up saying we were too loud and saw one of the roaches on the table. We get searched and they flush the roach. He let me keep the papers and blunt. What scared the shit outta me was that the cop picked up my jacket and I heard the pills rattle, but he never found any of it. The fucked up thing was that one of the cops was a regular customer of ours.:D

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Originally Posted by thepopesmokesdope

fuck the stinking pig dogs cunts of cop

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Well, that's a really mature way of looking at it. But...

If you think about it, you're doing something illegal. Don't ever forget that. No matter how much you think that the drug should be legal, it's not. Yet. If you're doing something dumb and you get cought, it's your own fault, not the cops for enforcing the laws. It's their job. Do you think that people who have to shovel shit enjoy it? Hell no. They do it because it's their job, not because they have some sick pleasure of it.

I've been arrested before for possession of marijuana and parephenelia. I was sorta apologetic to the cop that arrested me for making him stand outside (it was in the winter) and he was just like, "Look son, I'll just let you off with a warning. Don't do this shit again, because if I catch you again after letting you go, I will ensure that you go to jail." Takes the fucking handcuffs off me, and says, "Do you need a ride back to your dorm?" I say no and just walk off, thankful that I can hold my hands however the hell I want.

That tough attitude that you saw the rappers doing the other day on MTV isn't really going to work.

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That tough attitude that you saw the rappers doing the other day on MTV isn't really going to work.

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wtf...

man, do I have some stories.

Ok, so last week we were at my buddy's grad party. It's like, 1 in the morning, and we were sittin in my car about to roll a fat ass dutch to cap off the night. So there were 4 of us in my car, one of us was rolling the dutch. Anyhoo, a couple other kids from the party left to go get some wood up the road. About a minute after they leave, I get a phone call from one of them saying "Get the fuck out of the car, there's a cop on his way down the road, go!!!". So my buddy rolling the dutch cupped the weed and unrolled dutch and we ran about 200ft to hide. We made it into the backyard just as the cop drove by.

The one time I tripped on shrooms we took a walk to go get some pizza. We got the pizza and I was already a little freaked out cause it was my first trip. We're eating it outside when all of a sudden 2 cops go flying by doing about 90, then turn and shoot up another road, hauling major ass. By now I'm completely freaked (2 grams for my first time = not good idea), and just when I think it's over 3 more from the other direction come out around 90 and turned down the same road. Then 4 MORE with their lights on flew past us. So I'm wicked nervous, and my friend is trying to calm me down a bit. As we're walking through the neighborhoods back home, I turn and see a cop sitting at the entrance to another neighborhood over. we made it back safely, without one encounter.

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"I don't care about weapons... Do you have any Marijuana?"

lmao, sounds like that cop was desperate for some ganj. :thumbsup:

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i was thinkin the same thing ahah

This is a great thread very amusing keep it going.:rasta:

Okay one close call, me and two friends were smoking a blunt in the park one day and a cop casually walked up to us and laughed at us as he approached us. My friend chucked the blunt in a bush on the side (thinking he didn't see it of course), and the cop simply asked him not to litter, laughed, looked at all of our eyes (obviously aware we were just both stoned and scared shitless), and had some fun with us. I had a feeling he was messing with us, but my two friends were really shooken up. So the cop just tells us to go into the back by the woods so that none of the young kids in the park can see us and they don't have any problem with it.

So it goes to show all cops aren't assholes about it as long as you are playin it smart. They really don't bust any balls about it for the most part around here, as there are only $100 fine and confisgation if they catch you. If the rest of the world were like this it would be a better place. Smoking Marijuana shouldn't be a crime, but I agree with the stance that it shouldn't be publicaly advertised or anything.

Man we just got rid of our asshole cops. We voted in another Sheriff ,the old sheriff and one of the storm trooper deputies got voted out. But anyways this brings me to my own story.
It was during the county fair this summer me and my brother were 24 bud lights deep whipping around in the stroker, when we decided to go help a friend pull his pickup home after he had wrecked it into the bank of a country road after leaving the fair the night before. After we had completed this task we went back to his house and drank goodly amounts of Canadian Springs whisky (cheap but effective). Directly after this it was time to drop my brother off at his car and go home. I made it past the first two towns with some minor incidences. I'm at the entrance to the country road that takes me home. So I'm feeling victorius so I squeel my tires all the way across the highway whip it into 3rd , and loose traction for about 40 feet when I hit the gravel. Well theirs a turn around in the corner between the highway and my road and in this turn around their is a State P in a chevy pickup. So I start hauling ass he starts hauling ass. Now the very first time you go down into the cayons on my road their is a bridge that should have a curve to it but does not. I figure this bridge is on a 10% grade. You either have to slow down to thirty-five or whip into and then power out of it. I did it alot faster than normal. I looked back to see the cop in the ditch. The next morning I had to explain to my dad why the left corner of the bumper is bent in but thats a hell of a lot easier and less expensive than dealing with the law. I was going to mow my grandmas when I saw the tracks that cop realy hot footed back to the highway. Number 2 in funnest night.
The hard driving instinct is hard to resist.

Ok, so i'd just gotten back from Los Angeles after a three week holiday there, and i'd brought 3 quarters of an ounce of grandaddy purpz through customs strapped to my crotch.

Two of my friends and i went to this local park that shares a wall with my school and started smoking from my new pipe that i also bought in LA, I look around and see some fuker looking out his skylight at us and i'm like "I bet that fuckers gonna call the cops"...i was of course being sarcastic.

So about 2 bowls in my pipe later i hear this car pulling up outside the parks fence (can't see cuz of a hedge). I look through a small gap in the hedge to the car and read on the side "Gardai" which is the Irish police force, then through another gap in the hedge i see a cop looking in at us and then start to run towards the entrance of the park (there is only one).

So i'm like "SHIT, ITS THE FUKIN PIGS, RUN!!!"...so we start to run to the wall the park shares with my school, we navigate roundthe barbed wire and jump down the 8 foot drop into my school grounds. Then we run to the back of the grounds and jump this massive fukin fence into a back alley and over another gate onto a main street, then we start walking back to my house...but we take a wierd route so as to avoid the local police station.

Just as we come to a cross roads another cop car pulls up besides us and stops, then when i had to make the desicion "Bolt or chill?" I decided to chill and just turned around, pretended to say something to one of my friends, and then led us into the local public library where we hid out for the next hour or so untill we thought things where cool. Then we went back to my place and satisfied our munchies.

gettin chased is the shit.