Mississippi Steve, great advice! I tried to give you rep points just now and the server crashed. oooops. I think your rep total must have exceeded the allowed range defined in that variable.

i gotta share my weed in the hamburger bag story now. :jointsmile: in my younger daze when i lived in southern cal, i always had bud and was usually smoking it, but, to be honest, you would have to be doing about 160 and firing rounds out of your vehicle to ever get pulled over out there and even if you did you were looking at a $100 ticket for an ounce or less if you pissed off the cop or something. Most of the time they would just send you on your way with a really stern "you f'in stoner" look on their face. That was punishment eneough.

But then I moved to southern Oklahoma, and its a bit different around hyere. They have this thing here called "Speed Limits" where they can actually pull you over for going over the suggested speed limits here. its crazy, i know. but seriously, i never drive under the influence here and never drive with weed or any thing weed related here. They don't ask your permission to search your car here, they ask you politely to get out of the vehicle, cuff you and put you in the squad car, as they search your vehicle if they find any thing suspicious for probable cause, you know like being Californian or something. :jointsmile:

But that said when I had first moved here, before I wised up, I was driving with a small stash and must have went a mile or two over the limit when I see the blue and red lights coming up quick on me. So I look around and see this hamburger bag in floor, I throw my stash in and throw in back on the floor. I'm thinking everything is cool when all of a sudden the bag turns itself upright almost inviting someone to look at it. :stoned: I reach down and knock it over and it just pops right back up like one of the bozo clowns. :stoned: :stoned: I think I finally get to lay down but I'm thinking the gods have it in for me tonight.

To make a long story short, one of the first things the officer asked me was "what's in the bag?". I said ohh, that? its just trash, I really hate to litter. He just goes uhh huuu. About that time this good old country song came on the radio that I had only turned down but not off about some old girl with ruby red lips or something :rasta: and we both kinda smiled and then I received the greatest blessing one can get. a cool cop! He just said okay, drive safely. He knew but he let me go. I count that night as my one get out of jail free card that i will ever get. but now i take the very xlent advice of Mississippi Steve. Never drive under the influence!! get a haircut, obey all traffic regulations and never travel with weed!!!!!

but i did have a friend who told me one time, if he absolutely had to travel with weed, he would tape it up with electrical tape into a ball and toss it as far he could into the weeds, as stealthly as possible, at the first sight of leo. its not worth getting caught with it, but stilll the best advice if you live somewhere like here is never drive with it in the first place.