Two weeks ago, we were smoking up outside this town hall that a crap Jimmy Hendrix tribute act that we had paid a tenner each to go see. We were with my mates boss and he was rolling a big fatty, about an eighth of weed in his hand when suddenly this cop car pulls up RIGHT NEXT TO HIM! My other mate is finishing off a very pungent bifter and has another eighth in his pocket and these two cops leap over to us and start talking.

"Hello lads, we have heard something about some disturbances utside this gig, some lads causing trouble, know anything about it?"

"No officer we've just come outside, (which was almost true) look, here are our tickets" I flash him a bit of paper.

"Hmm, ok then lads you seem like a good sort, on your way then"

All the time my mate was smoking a bifter and his boss had a bag IN HIS HAND!!

We all looked at each other and said, "Uuum, i think were gonna go for, uuuuh, a kebab, yeah that sounds about right"

We walk off and the second we round the corner we peg it down an alley. 30 seconds later, cop car flies past.

The thing is, we werent even causing a disturbance, but we think someone must have told the police that we had been smoking weed a couple of seconds after we left.
Cassiopiea Reviewed by Cassiopiea on . Closest call with the law? What's the closest you've come to being busted (if you haven't ever been busted)? My closest brush with the law was a few years ago. Me and two friends of mine had just got hooked up, and since I was still living with my rents at this time, we were trying to think of somewhere safe that we could go and smoke in peace without any trouble. Well, I don't remember who brought it up but one of us suggested we go sit in the church parking lot. It was evening, not late at night or anything, so Rating: 5