Avoiding the cops/Not getting caught stories

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!