hahah, i have a couple good stories. the other night i was walkin with a couple friends to one of thier houses. popos roll up, and are pissed off. first time ive ever heard a cop curse. first thing he says to us is: 'get the fuck over here'. hahaha. naturally, we were scared outta our minds. blazed, with a sack... not the greatest combination when dealin with the cops. eventually, after 4 cop cars pull up they tell us that they want to arrest us for breaking property or something like that. apparently a pumpkin got smashed in the street...
4 cop cars, 15 minutes of questioning in the rain, and a call to each of our parents over a smashed pumpkin. bastards have nothing better to do with there lives.

another time, me and 4 other friends were chillin at a playground, baked as hell. just finished off wat was left of my sack. cop rolls by, and 3 of us dip across the soccer field. the other 2 guys just hid behind the playground equipment and didnt get seen. the cop straight up pulls a 180 at like 25-30 mph, smoke shootin out from his tires, and guns it after us. obviously he wasnt about to drive across the field, so he tries to go around and catch us at the other side, and he beams us with his spotlight right as we're gettin to the other side of a hill. i see a trash can and i throw the lil ass nug that was left in. he tears around the corner, and we hide in some bushes for like 20 mins, and we watch multiple cops roll by during that time.
later, we're headed back to my buddys house, and a cop car speeds thru a stop sign, right past us, and parks right next to an SUV-cop. we got one block left to go, so we take off and run inside. bastards were soooo pissed.