Ohhh, Resinate, similar tale. Wavy flashback, with Wayne Cambell effect,....10 or 11 years ago, riding in a Volkswagon bus with a reggae band (bf was guitar player). On our way to a gig, just finished passing around several joints, everyone is blazed, the bus is still filled with smoke. Suddenly, the driver notices orange cones and cop cars and many flashing lights...FUUUUCK!!!

It was one of those random check points, where they stop everyone for no reason. Not only are we all completely stoned, everyone on board is each carrying their own stash. All I could think was, "That's it, we're all caught...my parents will leave me in jail to rot..."

Driver just keeps repeating, "Everybody be cool!"

But the cop waves us through! Without stopping us! The only reasonable explanation we could think of was that we had PA tags and we were driving through NY. Or the cop realized he had a bus full of dreadlocked violators, and didn't want to be bothered with all of the b/s it would take to haul us all in (paperwork etc.).