Crazy close call stories

[spliffstar22]

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.

spliffstar22 Reviewed by spliffstar22 on 06-26-2007. 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 Rating: 5

[cannabis=freedom]

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.

[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.

[rebgirl420]

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.

[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!!!!

[GonzoForever]

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.

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.

[rainbows.rsexy]

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

[rainbows.rsexy]

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

[GonzoForever]

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!!!!

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

Never knew that...such bull

[rainbows.rsexy]

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