man, do I have some stories.

Ok, so last week we were at my buddy's grad party. It's like, 1 in the morning, and we were sittin in my car about to roll a fat ass dutch to cap off the night. So there were 4 of us in my car, one of us was rolling the dutch. Anyhoo, a couple other kids from the party left to go get some wood up the road. About a minute after they leave, I get a phone call from one of them saying "Get the fuck out of the car, there's a cop on his way down the road, go!!!". So my buddy rolling the dutch cupped the weed and unrolled dutch and we ran about 200ft to hide. We made it into the backyard just as the cop drove by.

The one time I tripped on shrooms we took a walk to go get some pizza. We got the pizza and I was already a little freaked out cause it was my first trip. We're eating it outside when all of a sudden 2 cops go flying by doing about 90, then turn and shoot up another road, hauling major ass. By now I'm completely freaked (2 grams for my first time = not good idea), and just when I think it's over 3 more from the other direction come out around 90 and turned down the same road. Then 4 MORE with their lights on flew past us. So I'm wicked nervous, and my friend is trying to calm me down a bit. As we're walking through the neighborhoods back home, I turn and see a cop sitting at the entrance to another neighborhood over. we made it back safely, without one encounter.