I almost got arrested this weekend, it was fucking scary, but yet, the funniest shit I've ever seen in my life.
Ok, so me and 3 of my mates were at a park at night, smoking a few bowls. It was right next to this big church, where they have some thing where teenagers (mostly middle schoolers) go hang out, and do straight edge stuff. We were at the point where we were getting riiiipped. We got the giggles a few times, and finally blazed the last bowl and were getting ready to leave. Now, we had about 2 ounces on us at the time, so we were loaded. Just as we were about to leave, we hear a siren. A cop drives up to the parking lot and turns on his loud speaker and says "Could I ask you boys to come over here for a sec?"
I started to panic for a second, but realized everything was gonna be cool. We just go up, talk to the officer, leave, and everything will be straight. But my highass friend stuffs the weed in his pocket, and screams "YOU'LL NEVER GET MY WEED YOU FUCKING PIRATE!" and just started fucking running his ass off! The rest of us laughed so hard it's not even funny, but...
Now I really started to panic. I didn't know what to do and was too blazed to think so I just started running after him. My other friends followed. The cop turned on his sirens and started chasing us. We run past the park, around the pond, and onto the road. The busy highway road, I might add.
So we're freaking out and laughing our asses off at the same time, and then the cop pulls up onto the road and drives right towards us. We take off, and each of us nearly got run over at least 3 times. We made it across the road and hopped a fence into a gated neighborhood. We ran through the golf course and into the main roads of the neighborhood.
So we thought we had escaped the cop. We all started cooling off and laughing even harder at how completely ridiculously unnecessary that was. Then, of course, the neighborhood security car comes around the corner, enforcing the curfew. (I have no idea how to spell that) Now, this is just the neighborhood security, not the police... yet my dumbfuck friend calles him a "Fucking ass shit" and starts running again. So we ran straight back through the golf course, and onto the side walk near the highway.
Anyways, the cop was no where to be seen and the neighborhood security was off our trail. We called up a friend to come get us, and we just chilled in the grass in front of the neighborhood for a while til he came and got us.
Fun night. :S5:
