We we're in the skatepark, 5/6 of us sitting under the a ramp. I was sorting everyone there out there ganja. I had 8 eights all wrapped separately in tin foil ready to be sold, my personal in a baggie, and another separate Oz in a bag.
I hadn't sorted anyone out and the cops rolled up in the carpark. We all disbursed from under the ramps and I quickly whacked my full Oz in a bag handing on the fence close by, with as many 8th's in tinfoil as I could find.
As the cops started talking to us asking what we we're doing I stuck 2 remaining 8th's wrapped in tinfoil down my trousers.
We started getting searched, as the others were being searched the 2 8ths down my trousers fell down my leg and held at my shoe. Luckily, I managed to pull my trousers up so the 8ths fell out and kick them under the fence when the police weren't looking. SHIT, THAT WAS LUCKY!
I started to get seached, the last person to be done. They had found nothing on the others, so were abit careless searching me as I was the youngest and tryed to look as innocent as cooperative as possible. He checked threw my wallet and was suprised and questioned me over the hundreds of pounds in there, which I said I was going up the city to spend that afternoon. (Bare in mind, I was still at high school at the time).
After we had finished being searched the cops had a look around, and then left.
I got all my stuff out of the bin bag hanging on the fence and picked out my other two 8ths from the other side of them fence, dished out everyone their weed and started to make a move out of there.
As I was walking out, I realized I never got my personal. I tipped out the whole bin bag and couldn't see it anywhere. I started to check threw my pockets, and from my back pocket I pulled out my personal. The ONLY pocket the cop didn't check! (Lucky left back pocket!)
I was very relieved to say the least, never mind they didn't look hard enough for my personal, they totally missed two wraps of weed comming out of my trousers and even more weed in a bag hanging on the fence right next to us!

another one...

One time was when we were being searched, and I wasn't able to do anything with what I had on me so I was forced to admit to having cannabis before being searched as it seemed like the best thing to do, as they we're inevitably going to find it anyway.
As they were searching the lady's first, a friend walked right up to me (who wasn't involved) and took it off me and hid it!
When It came to me "handing over what I had", I pulled out a plastic grinder and handed it over! Needless to say, the police woman wasn't impressed and handed it straight back.