The other day my buddy and I drove to a nice lake in the back of a nice neighborhood to smoke a blunt. It was probably around midnight. A bunch of my friends go there a lot to smoke, so I really wasn't paranoid or anything :rastasmoke:.
However, while me buddy was rolling the blunt in my passenger seat, I saw headlights come up behind me. I just assumed it was some other stoners rollin up so I didn't think much of it. That's when the cops little search light turned on and I knew immediately it was a cop. I told me buddy it was a cop, and he didn't believe me...until the cop flicked on his siren lights. My buddy had the blunt half way rolled and he shoved the whole thing in his pocket. He spilled weed all over my car. I'm not going to lie.. I was scared shitless. I thought for sure I was going to end up in that cop car. My buddy asked if he should eat the weed. I told him to chill the fuck out haha. The cop pulled up on us so fast. Next thing I knew he was at my window. He asked what we were doing out there by ourselves at midnight and I told him I was having family problems and I went out here to talk to my buddy about it. He probably thought we were gay. Two guys sitting in a car in front of a lake at midnight talking.. ha. He asked for both our ID's and left. Right after he pulled away I noticed my friend had used a big as knife to cut the blunt ( don't know why.. ugh idiot) and he the knife right next to me. Good thing the cop didn't shine his flashlight in my car. I would have been fucked.