Crazy close call stories

heres mine. i went uptown to see if i could pull a "hey mister" and get a pack of reds, but on the way i saw this kid i know and he motions to come over. i walkover and he says "you lookin for some tree" he whips out a gram and a cop drives by. (thats not even the close call). cop drove away, i bought it, went home, got ready to smoke. i got my waterfall out, set it on my bed, put the gram on the bed. went into my basement to steal my parents febreeze, (no one was home). on the way up, i hear the door open. keep in mind, all this is on my bed next to the door of my room which is open, and is right next to my moms office. my hungover sister was home. she starts walkin back there and i get ready for a fake cry to, you know, see if she will go easy. the dumb bitch walks right past my room, looks right at it, was soo hungover she doesnt even really see it. so i jumped in, locked the door, threw the waterfall in closet and stick bud in pocket. If you read this far into the post without getting bored and finding something else to do, post some of your close calls.

i was smokin wit a bunch of people on the beach, and we see a bunch of cops like 4 vehicles flying down the road. i automatically dig a hole in the sand and put the bong in it :stoned: the fuckin cops talk to us about if we paid for our camping shit which we didnt, so they tell us we got to leave. they walk around with flashlights lookin at everythin and lookin at us and the fuckers didnt even see the bong in the ground lol

they later came to our campsite literally in 4 SUV police truck bullshit things it was hilarious but we had to go,:( but be4 we left we went back to the beach and got the bong

cool story. smoking + being on beach = close call. me and my buddy were smokin a bowl under someone's pool deck in myrtle beach, s.c., and the ppl walked out and were saying "do you smell something burning?" not quite as close as the close call that made me post this.

First time i ever bought weed was from someone at school. He told me that the bag sucked and that i shouldnt keep it in my pocket because people would smell it but i did anyway. The next class was social studies and i forgot that there was cops there to talk about human rights and shit like that. Later in the class my friend sitting next to me told me i smelled like weed really bad so i asked the teacher to go to the washroom and i put it in my sock. Is that a close call? lol

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Originally Posted by CrAzYcHrIs

so you think buying weed in front of a cop is not as close a call as your hungover sister seeing your gravtiy bong :wtf:

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not really. there are cops all over my town and they dont really care about weed that much. i mean i guess if he saw us smokin a joint he prolly wouldv stopped. but my sister would've told my dad and he would've sent me to military school.

^^sounds like you got a real bitchy sister, my sisters would never tell my parents and i wouldnt either anything, they've found big bags of weed around the house, and either hid it till i got home, or gave it to me if i was, and tell me to be more careful, but even my parents have found portions of weed, the most being a QP, and they gave it back to me...........so i guess im lucky......lol

this one time i got searched by a cop nd he checked every pockter, cept the one i had my bud in. then as hes about to say i can go hes like, wait wuts in that pocket, so im like shit nd i pull out this textbook nd a cell phone box( which had my bud in it) nd hes like, yur cell phones in that box>? nd im like yea. then he repeated it nd let me go. he followed me for awhile so i cut through a catwalk then i got stopped again. but i told them i was already talked to nd shit so they let me go, but apperentally there were tons of cars out lookin for me nd some of my freinds. infact when i was talking to the cop nd bullshiting my way through everything. my freind was hiding in a bush like 3 feet behind me. nd my eyes were red as hell nd i wreaked of wisers.

last year on halloween me and my friend were at the park waiting for our buddies to come back with more liquor and some blunts, so me and my boy were smoking, i had a Quarter Pound in the trees, and my other 2 friends were taking soooo long, so i went to the trees and grabbed the ziploc, took out a gram, and i stuffed the bag in my pants, next to my balls, then we smoked the spliff, and right when we finished, we see 2 flashlight thingys comin outta the catwalk, and im like first it's prolly kids,then as i thought for 2-3 seconds, i realized it was the fuckin cops, a girl and a guy, so they smell weed, and were like we just smoked a one paper joint, and we didnt wanna smoke at home because kids trick or treating(i must say that was some pretty quick thinkin from me lol) then they searched us, my friend got the guy cop, and i got the girl, so when she got to the balls area im like im fucked, goin to lindsay tonight, then she actually touched the weed cause i could feel it, and she said ok you guys are ok to go, and we walked the fuck outta there quick, my 2 friends came back and we got trashed lol.....now that's a close call...........

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Originally Posted by spliffstar22

last year on halloween me and my friend were at the park waiting for our buddies to come back with more liquor and some blunts, so me and my boy were smoking, i had a Quarter Pound in the trees, and my other 2 friends were taking soooo long, so i went to the trees and grabbed the ziploc, took out a gram, and i stuffed the bag in my pants, next to my balls, then we smoked the spliff, and right when we finished, we see 2 flashlight thingys comin outta the catwalk, and im like first it's prolly kids,then as i thought for 2-3 seconds, i realized it was the fuckin cops, a girl and a guy, so they smell weed, and were like we just smoked a one paper joint, and we didnt wanna smoke at home because kids trick or treating(i must say that was some pretty quick thinkin from me lol) then they searched us, my friend got the guy cop, and i got the girl, so when she got to the balls area im like im fucked, goin to lindsay tonight, then she actually touched the weed cause i could feel it, and she said ok you guys are ok to go, and we walked the fuck outta there quick, my 2 friends came back and we got trashed lol.....now that's a close call...........

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How did she not feel a QP in your pants, r u sure a qp can even in a pair of jeans with someone already wearing em ?

He said he only put a gram in his pocket

lol no it was a QP, maybe a few grams less, in the pound ziploc bags(bigger one), so the bag was folded up and right next to my balls, there was literally a bulge, but it wasn't too noticeable with my long tshirt, and jacket on......and wat do you mean is it possible to put a QP in your pants, obviously you can, that's 4 ounces, i've seen ppl put Half Pounds in their pants, nothin higher though............... and they weren;t tight jeans, or she woulda seen it for sure.

A bunch of people and I were smoking in this garage and the cops came and were giving us shit trying to find out if anyone was high....and my eyes were FLAMING red and I had this shit-eating grin on my face, and I kept getting stared at suspiciously....they just left though.

I think my closet call was riding in the back of a truck with some friends and we got pulled over. I think the cop suspected we were high and he started asking crazy questions like "you guys don't have any nukes back there or hand gernades." Since we were high it was funny and hard not to laugh, but we did a good job of keeping cool. I was kinda freaked out cause if I got in trouble for the slightest thing I would be off to jail. So for me that is my closest call.

When I was on probation I was suposed to do random drug tests but the guy never made me do it...ever. So I decided to smoke the very last week of it b/c I figured that he wouldn't ask. I WAS WRONG. He asked me too and I told him that I didn't have to pee and he actually said, 'Okay'. And was real cool about it.

I've had some close encounters but this might be my favorite.

This is was when I was in high school. 3 friends are riding with me one early evening as we are getting high on some back roads. We are about to turn down a street that has all of about 3 houses on it when the car behind me turns with us. It had been behind us for quite some time so all of us are like "COP!" We slowly start trying to hide things which not very much is out. The blue lights come on before we can make sure we have sanitized the car CIA style. Friend in the front passenger seat has like 1/2 oz in his jacket and didn't have time to stick it in his pants. There is about half a J in the ashtray and some cig butts so I couldn't grab it so I just slam it shut (it was like a drawer style ashtray) hoping I can send everything to the back. So I pull over and here comes Johnny Law up to my window. Before I go any further, let me tell you I have a wicked bad case of pink eye at the time so my eyes are just red as hell!


JL: What you boys smoking?

All: Cigarettes.

JL: You were doing doing 48 in a 35.

Me: Sorry officer, my speedometer lights just went out earlier this week and I am taking it to the shop tomorrow.

JL: Son, why are your eyes so red?

Me: I have pink eye. {I then show him the antibiotic eye drops I have with me.}

JL: Step out of the car

Everyone shits

Then JL sees a pack of papers in my door panel when I open the door. He grabs them, throws them on the roof of the car.

JL: Nooooooooooow, loooooookie what we have heeeeeeeeeeeeere! What are these for.

Me: I sometimes smoke this Old Grandad cherry tobacco (or some name like this).

He makes everyone get out and then sits in the driver's seat and starts sniffing. He looks in the visors, under the floor mats, glove compartment, center compartment, then the ashtray. He doesn't see it. He gets out, runs my license, gives me a warning ticket and sends us off!

Yeah for me!!!!

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Originally Posted by Veritas

I think my closet call was riding in the back of a truck with some friends and we got pulled over. I think the cop suspected we were high and he started asking crazy questions like "you guys don't have any nukes back there or hand gernades." Since we were high it was funny and hard not to laugh, but we did a good job of keeping cool. I was kinda freaked out cause if I got in trouble for the slightest thing I would be off to jail. So for me that is my closest call.

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I wasn't there...but I think the officer was just being nice with you and said something funny to be nice and let you guys chill out and not be stressed. There's a lot of cops like that. Nice guys actually. I would have laughed thinking he was joking. Whatever.

unintentionally, causing 25 grand worth of damage to city property, back in 1995, and getting away with it

unintentionally, causing 25 grand worth of damage to city property, and getting away with it

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Originally Posted by FakeBoobsRule

I've had some close encounters but this might be my favorite.

This is was when I was in high school. 3 friends are riding with me one early evening as we are getting high on some back roads. We are about to turn down a street that has all of about 3 houses on it when the car behind me turns with us. It had been behind us for quite some time so all of us are like "COP!" We slowly start trying to hide things which not very much is out. The blue lights come on before we can make sure we have sanitized the car CIA style. Friend in the front passenger seat has like 1/2 oz in his jacket and didn't have time to stick it in his pants. There is about half a J in the ashtray and some cig butts so I couldn't grab it so I just slam it shut (it was like a drawer style ashtray) hoping I can send everything to the back. So I pull over and here comes Johnny Law up to my window. Before I go any further, let me tell you I have a wicked bad case of pink eye at the time so my eyes are just red as hell!


JL: What you boys smoking?

All: Cigarettes.

JL: You were doing doing 48 in a 35.

Me: Sorry officer, my speedometer lights just went out earlier this week and I am taking it to the shop tomorrow.

JL: Son, why are your eyes so red?

Me: I have pink eye. {I then show him the antibiotic eye drops I have with me.}

JL: Step out of the car

Everyone shits

Then JL sees a pack of papers in my door panel when I open the door. He grabs them, throws them on the roof of the car.

JL: Nooooooooooow, loooooookie what we have heeeeeeeeeeeeere! What are these for.

Me: I sometimes smoke this Old Grandad cherry tobacco (or some name like this).

He makes everyone get out and then sits in the driver's seat and starts sniffing. He looks in the visors, under the floor mats, glove compartment, center compartment, then the ashtray. He doesn't see it. He gets out, runs my license, gives me a warning ticket and sends us off!

Yeah for me!!!!

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Wait so something Gas Stations can legally sell is probable cause for a search?

Never knew that...such bull

unintentionally, causing 25 grand worth of damage to property, as a kid and getting away with it

yeah dude tell us the 25g story

I live in the inner city so no matta what .. theres always some type of cop presence. So wheneva buyin' shit right on the street, you gotta be careful.

This was some 4 years ago when I was 17. Went my boys crib, cop'd that shit right there at the front door. Turn around and get onto the sidewalk, as Im puttin' that shit in my pocket, I walk right passed a cop at the next building (handling a domestic or suttin') and said "wassup" :smokin: