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Mine... my apartment. GF and I had loud fight. She had just stormed out of the apt. I decided I was going to smoke. Had an ounce lying on the living room coffee table in a baggie, wide open. No paraphanalia, hadn't smoked yet, hear a knock, thinking it is her. Open up, 2 cops. Noise complaint. Cop is talking to me while other is walking around apt. Cop 2 walks around living room. Stands 3 feet from open bag of weed. Looks around, scans room, searches both bedrooms, and they left. Whoa!!!
Damn that was close, how did he not see it?
my closest call, the person who was calling me was a foot away from me.
nah, I have none, ive already been "called" in this case
hmmm I guess ive been pretty lucky and careful. Im always extra careful I suppose.
a couple days ago I pulled my 2nd hit in the morning from my bong, and I was actually blowing through my sploof when my mom walked into the room to check if I was ready for school. my huge ass tv was in the way I geuss, cause I had a sploof and a bong IN MY HAND and she totally missed it! I was shocked to say the least.
Live dangerously...Quote:
Originally Posted by rebgirl420
the day my bud from high school got off his papers, we went to an amusement park and smoked on the way there. When we paid for our parking, the attendants alerted a bike cop, and he was right behind us after we parked. My bud was still smoking as we left the truck, and didn't notice the officer until he addressed us, he quickly threw the jay on the ground and squashed it. The officer asked us if we had been smoking, and my buddy having just dealt with the legal system said yes. The officer proceeded to scolded us and asked if we had any more on us, and if the answer was yes, say no and we better leave, otherwise we should have a great time at the park, and to be more careful in the future and think about giving it up(I'm thinking he thought we were teenagers).
For his final warning he told us they would be watching our every move while we were in the park.
We stayed for a little more then a hour.
a cop saying that to you before you go into an enclosed private park with many, MANY, rotating cameras and plain clothes police people is a terrifying thing when you're high off your ass.
We swore people were coming to arrest us every ten minutes while we were in the park, and we were afraid that they were by his truck, after finding our stash waiting to arrest us on our way out. That guy really fucked with our heads :(
It makes for a good story now though.
...29 DEC 2005....0530 am....someone knocks at the door....dogs barking...I get out of bed and put enough clothes on to answer the door...
...sherriff's department...papers in his hand....my knees buckled...(I just knew it was search warrant)..
..there was enough weed in the house for 20 years..(hard time)....
...it was only divorce paper's...being served...he gave them to me and left...
..now ... if my knees can only carry me back inside...without collapsing....:)...
Hah. you guys have good stories, i say safe my closest call would be, me and my friend were injured for our school's varsity soccer team so we went to our team lockers made a ghetto piece out of a gatorade bottle, walked out to the woods and blazed it up
when i got back the coach was like where have you two been?
and we were both looked like crap and i was like the locker room.
Me and my friend travelling in Canada. It was the last day of our trip and Superman Returns had just come out in the IMAX. We were given a blunt for free from a safe goth dealer so were smoking it up in a public park before the movie. Two plain clothes police sandwich us in from either side of our little cotch area and start searching us while we explain how we love their country and are leaving first thing tomorrow so they'll never see us again. They search every pocket except my raincoat, which happened to be carrying about 12 ready rolled joints that we were handing out to random cool dudes we met on our last day. They let us go and even let us keep the blunt, saying it was the dealers they were looking for. Close call, but I think they woulda believed me if I pointed out there's no reason for me to deal while i'm on holiday.
me and a few friends sat in a bust stop
cops go past and turn round, pull us over sayin we look suspicious
i had a little over a quater in my pocket
and also a police asp/cosh (them things that flick out you hit people with)
we all got our name taken and address
thats about it, nowt really
ive had a few actuually
One time me and two other friends smoked outside in my car and when we walked back inside we passed an RA in the hall and I guess she smel it on us so sure enough 10 minutes later a cop knocks on my door ...all 3 of us were in there munchin on pop corn and watchin super troopers.....luckily the only thing the cops could smell was the popcorn.... he said he had reports of marijuana smells from the room and i was all high like "No sir, not in here sir" lol....
another time I had smoked in my room and the cops came but i was in another room!!!! it was SOOOO close....if i had been in my room when they came knocking id have been fucked cuz it reeked so bad in there.
last week i was pulled over and the officer told me he smelt marijuana in my car (we smoke a lot of blunts in it) and i told him i dont smoke...(i had a bowl in my middle compartment) he asked me if i had any marijuana or paraphanelia and i said no and luckily he didnt search me
got pulled over for having a broken headlight. had smoked a bowl in the car an hour before, had a baggie in the cup holder.
Me and 2 friends were smoking on the roof of a parking structure. All of the sudden I see a cop roll up. My friends don't notice and blow out smoke RIGHT when he gets in front of us. He just tells us to go somewhere else lol.
haha best thing to do when you're injured :thumbsup:Quote:
Originally Posted by GosTo
I don't have many close calls lately, I normally smoke indoors. Friends and I were walking around the Movie Theatre smokin out of a small black metal "Smokeless" bowl and joints looking like ciggies :stoned: They caught us on camera but it was poor quality and too far away to prove they were joints and not cigs haha. I'm so lucky!
Good stories mates!
ahh... good times.. Another one I had, I was driving up North (which for me means wide open roads and that means Autobahn...) So I'm doing like 120mph on this country road and am closing fast on this car.... I had just smoked a pinchie.... and as I start getting closer to the car, I slow to like 80mph... Cherries!!!
He pulls me over as my ex-wife stashes the weed... "have you been drinking?"...
"No" (lie, captain coke in Taco John's cup)
"Do you know why I pulled you over?"
"no"
"I clocked you doing at least 75..."
"Really!" I get excited... 75 is better than 120...
I got a ticket... but it could've been worse...
haha PWNED, back to 42 posts
Yeah suck BUTT. but no one can take the EFFING good time we had away my whore!!Quote:
Originally Posted by Samwhore
I can take it away
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Originally Posted by Skrappie
dude now i wana go to sixflags stoned lol
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Originally Posted by Plastic Jesus
lol yeah alot worse
Was in the drive-thru at Taco Bell.
Got the to the speaker thing, and they said they couldn't take the ATM card that I had.
I was already baked out of my mind, so what do I do? I put the car in reverse and give it some gas and right then my buddy slams it in Park.
Yeah, there was a car behind me. We had weed on us, a pipe, and we were high. Man if I would of hit the car we would of been FUCKED!
i was at work, smoking, and i blew my hit out this little window in the bathroom only to see a fully suited police chick walk up to the window to inspect AS I WAS BLOWING OUT MY HIT. luckily i was in the bathroom because i shit bricks and a lot of them. but she turned and walked down the alley away from my work. i couldn't fucking believe it.
two friends and myself, let's just call them S and T went for a drive in S's car, local smoker's loop. Heading back into town, throughly baked, we pull over to check out some noise under the hood. S's car is a piece of shit at this time, so such incident's aren't necessarily uncommon. Where we happened to pull into was the parkinglot of the local county buildings. Bad idea. Literally within seconds of us pulling in there, two cop cars swing in behind us and hitsus with the spotlight. T is in the back seat, and with incredible presence of mind, stashes all incriminating evidence out of sight. Both me and S have our doors open because we were about to check under the hood so the cops saunter up and start speaking to both of us, just wondering how things are going basically, one of them is shining his light into the car and looking around but not going inside or asking to. We're kinda wary but basically being respectful and after a couple minutes and some running of our info they tell us we're free to leave.
Turns out the county buildings had had some computers stolen the night before, but since we obviously didn't have any of those they told us to just move on and have a pleasant night.
We get back into the car thinking we're scott free when the car won't start. Another aspect of S's car that we had forgotten about. So we all pile out to push start the damn thing, completely baked, while these cops are just staring at us. S, also sucks with a clutch, or at least, he does when he's high. So, we fail.
Finally, almost out of pity, or maybe just to speed things up, the cops pull alongside, roll down the window and offer to push us with their cruiser. T and I just stand back and watch this cop send S's car flying across the parkinglot, S pops it and the car finally starts. We say thank you, wish them a safe night, and get the hell out of there.
Which just goes to show that if you keep your head straight, and are decently respectful, cops aren't the worst people.
That could've been a REALLY good story... "remember the time I blew pot smoke right in the girl cop's face..."Quote:
Originally Posted by SwirlyMass
See, this is why MJ is still illegal. Don't fucking go out driving when you're baked. Have a DD or blaze AFTER you pick up food. I mean goddamn, you don't pay attention when driving, someone ends up dead and the whole fucking community is put in a bad light.Quote:
Originally Posted by BigHyphyD
Sorry I yelled, I'm dry at the moment. But think about it.
Ive had a few very close calls, as I have never been arrested.
One night we are driving through town, its probably 2 or 3am, and we get to the rapid station, and drag raced this kid a lil. The area is generally chill, not too hot, and after about a half mile the kid falls back. He is like maybe 100 yards behind us when a cop comes outta nowhere and starts chasing us... We have about 3oz of bud in the car, along with paraphrenalia, mad alcohol, and a weapon, bad move I know but live and learn right. So this cop is chasing us, we passed him at like 80 or 90 so we have a good lead, but we are all drunk so we decide to gun it, and try to outrun him, and we did. In a scraper 80's Jeep Cherokee. Just turned on a residential street that was notorious for gang activity, I guess he lost us or stopped pursuing or something.
Ive had many on-foot close calls, where i just barely get away or something... Maybe like 3 or 4 of those...
That's a great story. I would have been laughing my ass off if I was stoned and watching S try to unsuccessfully get the car going while the cops were just staring.Quote:
Originally Posted by Polymirize
One of my close calls was wen me n my friend were in an empty parkin lot about ta blaze it up, its about 11:30 at night n its dark as hell. this dirty ass cop car pulls into the parkin lot n circles around but doesnt bother us. i was paranoid as phuck 4 a while after that :(
I used to work at Idlewild Amusement park and people would light up all the time. For gods sakes i have pics of my dad smoking under a giant mushroom in stroy book forest hahaQuote:
Originally Posted by Skrappie
Totally the key. Some might subscribe to the method in which you disregard keeping a believable facade and instead just assert their rights to not get searched no matter how sure the cop is in his mind you have weed. Both are effective, but I find it's easier to just play the role that will keep the cop's mind the furthest from the notion that you have contraband. The first and often only thing that makes cops suspect you have something illegal is your presentation, whether it's personal appearance or how you carry yourself. If you have the ability, you just need to put your mind where it would be if you had absolutely nothing to hide and see the cop as an honorable and friendly public servant and he won't see you as a criminal that you're not.Quote:
Originally Posted by Polymirize
That said, I've had a lot of contact with police with pot in my possession and I've never once been issued even a citation. One time I was pulled over for expired tags and I had a loaded bong with water in it in an open pouch on the passenger side floor which I pretty much had to prop up with my hand so it didn't spill bong water while talking to the cop like a normal sober citizen. Another time I had drank like 40 oz. of strong beer and had shrooms and weed in the car and got pulled over for speeding the cop even did the little flashlight eye test to see if I was sober. I guess I passed cuz he didn't pursue the matter. Okay!
Groundhog Day 07:
Me and a few friends have a nice blunt rolled and are smoking in the backroads of an unfamiliar town, cause our parents were at a coffee shop with Open Mic. This day was the most foreshadow of my life. First, earlier that day, K said "No one is going to fuckin care if we are smoking!" Second, while smoking, we pass a cops house. So we're behind the coffee shop, all done smoking, fucked up, no weed on us, but we had a bowl in one of the camera bags. We're about to head in, when all of the sudden a cop car pulls around the corner talking about a complaint about kids hanging around a loitering(not the first time it's happened to us).
"Alright, We were just heading back in." But the cop didnt take that. He Told us to wait, and told us to get against the wall. He gets our names and addresses, asks us if we have anything, etc. Then another cop pulls up, and Just sorta watches us. He sees my pen and pencil bulging out of my pocket, because I tend to draw, alot. They take that and decided to search all of our pockets, stealing my kickass gel pen in the meanswhile. We say we had lighters for incense, candles ,etc.
Then He gets down to Toon(nickname). He shines the light directly in Toons eyes, and Toon is sorta blinded now. The cop tells him to get back on the curb, but toon trips over it and the cop immediatly is like Woah this kid is messed up.
I, in my opinion and others, came off as the most sober and calm to the cops, and they took me out of the line and started questioning me about what Toon was on, pills, other drugs, etc. Naturally I'm telling them he's completely sober we dont do any of that. Now we all smell like weed and have red eye :P.
Eventually, employees of the coffee shop, who are thankfully our high school friends come out, and so do Toon and Jer's parents, who clear things up with the cops. Then Toon's mom informed all of our parents, and we're all just getting off grounding. yay! Except Toon, who's grounded for 38u94082390482 months.
Yeah, Cops suck when they're not the chill kind.
had pick up on local field , which i previously walked across with a golf club [pw] and about a dozen balls.intending to wait in pub for call n walk back.of course the call was late so as walking back itwas dark so not see balls i lost earlier untill got to midway n thier was truck light illuminating my searh,didnt pay any mind at all just browsing for balls. same time i meet the delivery dude with my 2kg of soap bar[resin]i take carrier bag with the slabs look around and the delivery dude was walking real fast and about 50 yards away,id not noticed becuse still ogling for balls so when i seen him in distance walking like he was training for olympics n then the thick atmosphere of prison dawned as truck turned into a police riot van. fuck that was some rush man,not at all good BUT i kept cool kept swinging my club through long grass ya know playing it off , real close call. in reflection TRUST NO ONE, FRIENDS FAMILY, NO ONE.drop off dude should have signaled but only thought of his own neck we were 30 year pals , school pals. be safe stoners ... hope that makes sence BB
I hear you man. And actually, I'm in that school as well. But I've only had a cop request to search once, and I told him no I was in a hurry. But its so easy to head that off by just being considerate. I pull over, stash my goods, and turn on the dome light so that he can see my hands and leave them on the steering wheel. Cops are far more worried about getting shot than whether or not you have bud (in my area at least).Quote:
Originally Posted by burnable
When they can walk up without having to yell at you to keep your hands in sight, they usually stay in a pretty good mood.
It's the people who can't come to grips with their hate and just scream "fucking pig" through their eyes that always seem to get reamed by the cops. And I'm all for that most of the time.
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deep fellas,jus rolled spliff wrong way round lol not done in long time
...wasted
bbirdy, I honestly can't understand a word you're saying.
So long story short basically, me, my best friend, her boyfriend and the guy i was fucking at the time were all at this gated park smokin' a (delicious pina colada) blunt at like 11:30-12 at night. I'm pretty buzzed and we all are for the most part and we start to walk back to my house, which is like 25 minutes away. We get to the gate and we hear a dog and some footsteps. Not thinking that someone was yanno..WALKING THEIR DOG, we freak out and think it's a cop and a drug dog. I'm squeezing the shit outta my best friend's hand whispering "should we run? i'm gonna run. No really, i think we should run.." and she's going "lets do it, tell the boys, no fuck it lets just do it..wait no no don't do it.." ect. Turns out it was just some asshole walking his dog at midnight :|
lol BFA I would have ran the fuck out of there. You'd find me behind a warehouse in a box on my cell phone going "is the coast clear?" in about 5 minutes.
Today friends and I were skippin school, smokin cigs, tokin a bowl, driving around like idiots and the cop from our school drove by us twice. Fuckin, trying not to look at him and thankfully he didn't take notice to us, because he knows everyone in the car really well, except for myself.
To make a long story short.
I was told to 'keep going' at a sobriety checkpoint for w.e reason.
I had A LLOOOOTTTT of drugs in the car.
My boyfriend and I had just finished smoking a few bowls on the way from his house to mine, about half an hour after midnight, and we were turning onto my street.
I live in a pretty wealthy area, and a lot of people there are snobs, so the police tend to snoop when they see a car that doesn't "fit." Well, my boyfriend drives a Ford Ranger, and apparently it was suspicious that we had our windows partly down in Arizona in March (the only month of the year you can open your windows).
So as we are turning onto my street, a cop is coming out of it, and is about to turn onto the major road right there. However, after we turn he pulls a u-turn and starts following us. The car definately smelled, and we had a few pipes and about half a oz with us, so we were pretty fucking scared.
I just told my boyfriend to keep driving until we reached my house, about half a mile down the road, and somehow we made it there without the cop turning his lights on or anything. We pulled into my drive the easiest way possible, even though this blocked my parents in, and got out right away to start walking in. He pulled another u-turn at the little intersection I live on the corner of, and headed back out of the neighborhood.
Fucking scary as hell. This was only last week.
I was at 7springs(ski resort) with my friend, and in about 40 minutes my dad is going to drive us home but we are mad tired so decide to finish early. We go to get some food then I remember I had some bud so I grab an apple and fashion ourselfs a piece. So we decide to go up a trail we spotted out with a good enclosed area to the side. So we get half way down, stash our boards and walk over to the spot. There was thick powder so we figured no one went that way, we hop down and find some good branches to sit on. So I load up the bowl and try to light it. The lighter wasn't working because it was so cold. So we get it to work and start toking. After 3 hits each I get the piece back inhale and hear someone. I couldn't quite understand them so I just hold the hit to elimnate most of the smell and bury the piece I stuffed my face in the snow to eliminate the smell when I exhaled. I thought I hear "hey what are you doin?) but he said "good spot"(paranoia?) then asked for papers. I was scared as fuck because this dude and his friend come thru the most random area and are in all red(ski patrol colors). We finished my bag and headed back to the lodge. My friend takes forever and finally we run to my car and my dad drives us home. He then took us to Darie queen and we watched scrubs on my friends ipod.