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Ever been busted...? How?

Busted at a rave party whilst in ripping down a hit from my pipe to take the edge of the LSD that had me tripping balls...suddenly the car door flung open, I was grabed from the collar and yanked out of the car by some wanker of a seargent...

Didn't take them long to go through my car and pockets to find my 2 points of meth, LSD, and 5 grams of cannabis, got hand cuffed and taken to the station for questioning, great place to trip out....I denyed any of the substances found were mine and said they belonged to friends who I car-pooled with and when they asked me for their names I gave them the worst troll names anyone hallucinating could.....

The Marijuana belongs to....ummmm..M...Ma......Mary !

and the The LSD belongs to....ummm...L..S....Alice !

oh and the Meth belongs to..meth...Mathew!

The seargent gave me the worst unconvinced look ever :|
 
had a long time friend get busted selling an ounce of mushrooms to an undercover by a school zone. see the thing is i and several other ppl told him to chill out he had 8 oz s of very potant lab mushrooms at his pad and he told everybody , bragged to everyone he came in contact with , i mean he was asking to get busted and i told him hey u keep this up in this town u will get busted man , but he was all like i know wut im doing dont worry.

i got a call from his sister at like 3 pm later that day telling me that he turned informant and not to talk to him . so ofcorse i call everybody that knows him and tell em to stay away and several of my friends said he had already called them to try and set up deals for large amounts of weed and coke. i was so pissed that he tryed to set up my boy fat pat - he dont even sell shit ever but that rat dropped his name and mine and all my friends to try and save his own ass. i told everybody i could that he had been flipped. this kid i called was on his way out the door to meet him wen i called to warn him , he was like wow r u shure? i was like go up there dry and c wut happends. so the kid goes up there and left his stuff at home and sure enuff i herd 6 taskforce cops tackled this kid and had to let him go cause he didnt have anything.

two weeks later i c my dumfucking x friend at school and he runs upto me like hey im not a cop anymore wana go to a party, im like get the fuck away u little bitch rat. u busted ppl for ur mistakes thats so low , he still calls my old line to this day i will never let it go , and i saw it cumming too thats the worst part i knew before it even happed that he would get busted trying to be a dope dealer and rat on everyone and he did and he dont even care, its not even a big deal to him - i would kick his ass but 1 i know his sister 2 he would prolly tell on me3 id have to get in line lol , like 2 months later he calls me and starts talking shit and i was like ur a scum bag rat we will never be cool ever again hes all like dude ull get over it . hes always been a lil bitch rat even growing up with that kid selfabsorbed backstabber. he told me that he didnt have a choice he was facing 20 years fed time i was like u were sloppy and flashy u brought it upon urself . he told me the cops offered him a permanant informant possition after he got done busting ppl said he could still sell small amounts of mushrooms as long as he gave them info on ppl , after he told me that i broke all comunication with him or any ppl that still talked to him - to this day fuck snitches /honestly i cant say i would do 20 years but i damsure wouldnt call up my friends to take the fall for me and i would hate myself forever ,

i didnt get caut up in anything yet but several hommies of mind did last summer thanks to informants 8 ppl i know went to jail for intent to sell they were all set up by other kids not willing to do time for a crime , total bullshit i trust no one in this town and i quit doing shit years ago and everyone that didnt stop selling got poped one by one , im all about not putting myself in a possition i cant hadle
 
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one time i was driving back to my home town after a wedding (i worked with a catering company). got pulled over by the sheriff for speeding, and he asked me if i had anything to drink, and where i was going. i pulled the old "im real tired, been workin all night. nope, im not allowed to drink on the job ( i was still in uniform)". well he let me off with a warning. little did he know that i had 4 brownies earlier that night and was TRIPPIN BALLS!!!!! i just about shat myself when i saw those lights, but somehow i kept it together.


that was years ago. now i only do drugs at home, and i only go out high if somebody else is driving. just isnt worth the trouble if i get busted. transporting is dangerous, and that is how most people get caught. luckily, i only have bud in my car a few times a year. only when im heading straight home after a purchase.

or if im going camping.
 
I smoked in my bathroom with the fan on and my mom came home and smelled it and asked me. I said I didn't know anything about it. Then she found my pipe and told me that I was not allowed to smoke pot.
Later she found a joint in a cigarette pack. Nosy. She later told me that she wouldn't help me pay off my school loans if I decided to smoke pot. Now I live with my bf and smoke pot every single day. lol He brings me "flowers" often. :)
 
Yea sort of....this fat chick i smoked with at my old school snitched on me because her ass got caught....but I knew what was up cause the teacher took her to the principals office so I (me having a glass piece) right after school dodged the principal and teacher and somehow got a ride outside from a friend to my house.

I hid my pipe and then my mom came home because the principal called her about the situation. I got searched by a copper but didn't find nothing. I denied everything and just went to this stupid 5 day drug program....haha fun because all i did was play foosball! But I learned to be more careful who to hang with.
 
I had a friend that was hooked on oxycontin. I had no idea what it was at the time, but he would call me up to smoke, and after we would smoke he would be nodding out..... I thought he couldn't handle his weed. Turned out he was doing OC's, and wouldnt want his parents to catch him again so he would call ppl to smoke, this way he could get out of his house for a while.... He was rich so had the budz and sick pieces to smoke out of.

So one day I pick him up, we smoke in my backyard, and he is nodding hard. I got really pissed at him, telling him it wasn't fun for me, being stoned to watch him sit there with the eyes in the back of his head, turning pale. Anyways, my mom was coming home from work, so I told him we had to leave, but he was still too fcked to go home. So I drove around and parked, and we were waiting for another friend to get off of work so he can take our friend off my hands. I knew it looked shady being parked on a random sidestreet, so I put my windows down so that anybody could see me, and see that I wasn't doing anything wrong....

10 mins later 2 cop cars fly around the corner boxing me it.. They come up to my car saying "we got a report that you are smoking pot..... oh wait no your not." They could tell I was fine (it had been over 2 hrs since smoking) but when they saw my friend they were like wtf. So I was asked to exit the vehicle, and when I opened my door there were rolling papers right there. Now I had a horrible habit of collecting baggies, so they ended up finding a bunch of empty baggies in my ash tray, and found my friends nice bubbler, and my home made bong in my trunk.....

They ask to see I.D's, and once they see my friends I.D. they let us go. He was one of, if not the richest person in the wealthy town that we lived in. My friend was given back his bubbler and told to break it later, and they just told me I still could have gotten a DWAI for smoking then driving the same day.

So I went back later that day to throw a brick through the window of the woman who I had seen on the phone, and whatta ya know, there was a detectives car in her driveway.. Her husband was a detective, that's why the 2 cars came flying to us so quickly I guess. Needless to say, I did not throw the brick.
 
I feel like I've been in too deep, cutting it very close to a run-in with the law. I've known a lot of people that got busted, they're my friends, and sometimes, I feel like I'm next.
 
stuckinaloop said:
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Good story!
My friends and I decided to smoke in these woods next to a park one night at around 10 pm on a Friday back when I was 16. We all got to the woods and we were all excited since we had some really good bud. I walked to the woods with one friend and we meet our two other friends there. The two we meet there pre rolled a joint so we sparked that up. Then after that was finished we packed up 4 or 5 bowls and when those were done we were fucking stoned. While we were smoking we heard something running through the woods but figured it was just a deer and shrugged it off. We each smoked a cigarette and walked out of the woods and went over to the basketball court. The two friends we meet up with were super stoned and acting dumb so the friend I went with wanted to head back to my house and I agreed. We walked over to the fence surrounding the court and were just about to walk out when we saw flashlights coming out of the woods. My friend and I were about to bolt when two cops yelled "We got a fucking dog and if anyone runs were letting him go!". There was no way I was going to chance it and get bit in the ass by a police dog so I stood there and so did my friends. The cops told us to get against the fence. We had no idea why they were there and since we were so stoned we were all really confused. What we didn't know was that some guy broke into a house and stole a bunch of stuff then ran through the woods we were smoking in(that might have been what was running through the woods). So these cops thought we were the assailants and we were really confused and they finally explained after just trying to get us to that we did it. We then explained that we were just getting stoned in the woods and not breaking into houses. The cops started laughing and was like "Yeah you guys do fucking stink of pot". Then he made us empty our pockets. I thought I was fucked because I had a pocket knife and a pack of cigs on me and all my friends had cigs to and we also had a pipe and empty bags. The cops were actually really cool and told us they didn't really give a fuck that we were smoking and he told us to "be men" and smoke at our houses and not in a park. He let us go partially because he was cool and they still had to find the real thief although they did break my pipe but it was a small price to pay for getting away with no charges. Oh and comically my friend had a random glue stick in his pocket he left in there from his art class and the cop kinda flipped out when he saw it and was like "Okay which one of you jackasses has been sniffing glue and don't to tell me some bullshit excuse like its from art class". I wanted to point out that you can't even do that with glue sticks but just kept my mouth shut. So all in all not a horrible night especially since I was smart and only took a couple bowls instead of my whole stash.
 
luckly so far iv only been busted by parents no cops yet ,just barely got away a few times, close calls . my motto is treat everybody like theyer cops and it only takes one bitch with a cell phone to ruin ur who life- true stuff - i live in a smallish town in da south and alot of my friends growing up lacked common scence so we had like 1-2 close calls a month for a wile , it was so funny the cops never could get an acurate desciption besides well we know theyre white. me and my friends would all sneak out everynight and walk around smoke reggie ,drink vodka,and cigs. we always had stuff on us and some of the places we wouldsmoke were relly dum , like the roof of a house wtf . we had a spot in the woods but it got boring after so many times, or just walking down the street at like 2-4 am , wed see a car cumming and everyone would run and hide because it was fun like a game it would relly get ur blood pumping. it never acured to us that running from the cops is a feloney until later after we turned 17 - wer all grown up now too old and buisy for that petty kids stuff . but me and my friends were like the dukes of hazard county minus the car it was alot of fun back then got away with alot of stuff now were too old to risk freedom ... yep thems was the good ol days i got a milloin stories of running from cops and pissed off rednecks
 
Today I got the closest I ever have to being arrested!

Me and my friend D were smoking a blunt of half weed half k2 summit behind a movie theatre, just walking around an empty parking garage and such. Kind of wreckless, i know. Anyways we were almost done smoking the blunt and i thought i saw a cop scanning the parking lot so i was like "COP" but then he disappeared and i was like "whoa, i must be trippin".

Anyways so we walk in the other direction just incase it was a cop and all of a sudden an unmarked car pulls up next to us and slams on the breaks. A narc jumped out and yelled at us to get on the ground. We were both so baked at this point and the air wreaked of dank fuckin weed. Anyways D managed to eat the roach while the cop was jumping out and he signalled this to me by immediately announcing "we have nothing on us". Another cop came over and began playing the good cop routine, it was pretty funny actually.

While the bad cop searched for the blunt the good cop told us it would be better if we just fessed up. D was like "well to be honest sir we were smoking but it was legal K2 that we bought at the store." He told the bad cop and the guy was like "no way i smell pot" and I was like "sir we only smoked what we bought at the store, ill take you there if you want" and he was like well im searching your car. so he made us bring him to my car which was over 100 yards away and he searched everything including the trunk. He only found my bowl and the bag of half legal weed half real weed mixed up and both tested positive for thc.

He kept trying to get me to admit that i smoked real weed out of it and I just repeatedly insisted that what i had i bought from the store and that i was told it was legal. He made me dump the rest out and smash my bowl (she was beautiful and very new). Then he was like "now that you know your not gonna get arrested, are you really gonna make me waste my units time investigating this place" and i knew he was just trying to get me to admit i knowingly smoked weed so i was like "sir, ive only ever smoked what they gave me".

They banned us from the movieco and let us go. we walked and had a friend pick up the car cus they were trying to get us to drive and get a dui. worked out really well cus we didnt even get a written warning and D had priors so he would have gone to jail for sure. Ahhhh such a great night!
 
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rocker97x said:
Today I got the closest I ever have to being arrested!

Me and my friend D were smoking a blunt of half weed half k2 summit behind a movie theatre, just walking around an empty parking garage and such. Kind of wreckless, i know. Anyways we were almost done smoking the blunt and i thought i saw a cop scanning the parking lot so i was like "COP" but then he disappeared and i was like "whoa, i must be trippin".

Anyways so we walk in the other direction just incase it was a cop and all of a sudden an unmarked car pulls up next to us and slams on the breaks. A narc jumped out and yelled at us to get on the ground. We were both so baked at this point and the air wreaked of dank fuckin weed. Anyways D managed to eat the roach while the cop was jumping out and he signalled this to me by immediately announcing "we have nothing on us". Another cop came over and began playing the good cop routine, it was pretty funny actually.

While the bad cop searched for the blunt the good cop told us it would be better if we just fessed up. D was like "well to be honest sir we were smoking but it was legal K2 that we bought at the store." He told the bad cop and the guy was like "no way i smell pot" and I was like "sir we only smoked what we bought at the store, ill take you there if you want" and he was like well im searching your car. so he made us bring him to my car which was over 100 yards away and he searched everything including the trunk. He only found my bowl and the bag of half legal weed half real weed mixed up and both tested positive for thc.

He kept trying to get me to admit that i smoked real weed out of it and I just repeatedly insisted that what i had i bought from the store and that i was told it was legal. He made me dump the rest out and smash my bowl (she was beautiful and very new). Then he was like "now that you know your not gonna get arrested, are you really gonna make me waste my units time investigating this place" and i knew he was just trying to get me to admit i knowingly smoked weed so i was like "sir, ive only ever smoked what they gave me".

They banned us from the movieco and let us go. we walked and had a friend pick up the car cus they were trying to get us to drive and get a dui. worked out really well cus we didnt even get a written warning and D had priors so he would have gone to jail for sure. Ahhhh such a great night!
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and you wonder why k2 is being made illegal all over the place...
 
I was busted when I was 17 years old......Me and some friends were cleaning a kilo in the back of a van.....the boys rolled up on us and busted us...
 
Several times and I suspect several more. I blunt cruise everyday, sometimes multiple times, and not in unpopulated areas.

So far, no jail time or fines. I'm pretty slippery. I've had passengers of the same car and pull over get time, but not me... yet.
 
this is a close call post - sorry all the times arrested were not for possesion .
this is to illustrate how fucked junkies are .
i had traveled to hong kong for the purpose of copping once again . made a connect in tsim tsa tsui neighborhood . shit was way pure . after several od's and collapses i knew death was imminent and stuffed about an orange's volume of the white up the aluminum tubing that was my rucksack's frame . this was circa 1976 and hong kong was wide open .
i boarded a flight to singapore which was a death penalty sentence if caught . a french woman was hung just a week before my brilliant trip .
every other passenger was long gone from the baggage carousel but my ruck was not in sight

thirty minutes passed and it came down the conveyor and onto the wheel . the contents had been rummaged but the smutz in the frame tubes were still there . if it were modern day times i am sure a dog would have been used and i would have had my few minutes on the gallows .

sold all that shit in london and returned home still an addict ! too miserable to quit or die .
 
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