Close calls you've had with the feds but not arrested...

[G_Chem]

I’ve had a lot of smaller close encounters. The parking lot situation reminds of a time we were driving through Nebraska and stopped to sleep at a rest area. Took some hits before trying to get some shut eye of course, only to be awaken a little while later to berries and cherries all around us and cops moving past our car.

They had pulled someone over who pulled up right next to me and they were ransacking his car.

Ive also had countless times of cops rolling up fast on me. They do that for 1 of 2 reasons, to either try to spook you or cuz they gotta go somewhere else.

Remember people if they’re focused on something else the likelihood they fuck with you is slim.

Another in Nebraska, we were driving through this nasty winter storm where all the highways but this one lone stretch of road had been shut down. Me and my girl were driving separately and hitting cocaine along the way to “stay fresh.”

As we’re driving she had to stay close to see me through the snow. When a trooper went by us he whipped a U so hard I about took a shit. Instantly pulled over my wife who was riding behind me.

I pull over couple hundred yards ahead, close enough to show we’re together but not close enough he feels like coming to chat with me too. I then proceed to shove that vial of cocaine up my ass like a champ.

They talk for awhile, she puts on her charm despite shaking like a leaf from having done a line 30min prior. They’re looking for those pesky illegal immigrants that haul all those drugs after all /s

Remember YOU ARE a law abiding citizen, act accordingly.

Another time we were doing a heroin deal (buying) in a parking lot and I was being super watchful. I saw a cop try to sneak into the lot to look for people like us and I without saying a word hightailed out before he even got there.

The dealer and his ho were acting all pissy until they looked back and saw him patrolling through. They then thanked me profusely and I got a few free X pills out of it all.

-GC

 

[Ganjcat]

Once when flying with some edibles in my back pack I got pulled aside for a pat down and explosive residue check(which actually happens allot to me for some reason) and they also went through my bags but didn't mention anything about it and let me go even though you could smell it from outside my bags. I had them mixed in with other junky snack food so if they suspected something they'd probably have to go through the trouble of testing all the food items in there which wouldn't of been worth their time.

Sorry but what is an explosive residue check and why did you get searched for it?

 

[Ganjcat]

God, where do I start?

I was driving for a local runner for free bits.

One evening, a well known junkie got into my car and was served by the guy I was driving for - just as the interceptor squad drove past.

Junkie guy got out and fucked off on his bike.

Cops looked over to make it clear they were on to us, then moved on slowly down the road expecting us to follow.

We didn't. We took the next right turn and fucked off at high speed. This meant the cops had to do a U turn to follow us.

This gave us time for the dealer to jump out of my car and fuck off before the cops caught up with me..

He took all the drugs, left me with the money.

Cops pull me over .

I'm like "what's the problem ossifers?"

They're like "why has a known drug user and a known drug dealer been seen running from your car in the last 5 minutes?"

I'm like "just giving a mate a lift, honest"

They're like "cut the shit, we know you're dealing drugs, we're searching the car".



They found £300 in cash, about 50 baggies (empty), a used crack pipe in the door pocket, a roll of foil under the seat and a plethora of BBW porno mags purchased in the vain attempt at knocking one out before the crack wore off.


Cops checked me out, then basically said "you're too old for this shit, don't do it again" and let me go.

Spent the next few hours trying to find the cunt that had run off with all the gear...

Did they say anything about the money?

 

[telepathetic]

I’ve had a lot of smaller close encounters. The parking lot situation reminds of a time we were driving through Nebraska and stopped to sleep at a rest area. Took some hits before trying to get some shut eye of course, only to be awaken a little while later to berries and cherries all around us and cops moving past our car.

They had pulled someone over who pulled up right next to me and they were ransacking his car.

Ive also had countless times of cops rolling up fast on me. They do that for 1 of 2 reasons, to either try to spook you or cuz they gotta go somewhere else.

Remember people if they’re focused on something else the likelihood they fuck with you is slim.

Another in Nebraska, we were driving through this nasty winter storm where all the highways but this one lone stretch of road had been shut down. Me and my girl were driving separately and hitting cocaine along the way to “stay fresh.”

As we’re driving she had to stay close to see me through the snow. When a trooper went by us he whipped a U so hard I about took a shit. Instantly pulled over my wife who was riding behind me.

I pull over couple hundred yards ahead, close enough to show we’re together but not close enough he feels like coming to chat with me too. I then proceed to shove that vial of cocaine up my ass like a champ.

They talk for awhile, she puts on her charm despite shaking like a leaf from having done a line 30min prior. They’re looking for those pesky illegal immigrants that haul all those drugs after all /s

Remember YOU ARE a law abiding citizen, act accordingly.

Another time we were doing a heroin deal (buying) in a parking lot and I was being super watchful. I saw a cop try to sneak into the lot to look for people like us and I without saying a word hightailed out before he even got there.

The dealer and his ho were acting all pissy until they looked back and saw him patrolling through. They then thanked me profusely and I got a few free X pills out of it all.

-GC

this is why when you sleep you put the drugs in the gas tank

 

[December Flower]

We were driving through this town at the border to Spain, Perpignan was the name of the town I believe. We wanted to go to Spain, but not before we had another stop to hide our drugs (lots of weed and acid)

However we were met by a sudden roundabout and the border right behind it, border police eyeing us (we drove a Volkswagen T3, well-known hippie bus).
My ex (she was driving) went into panic mode and kept circling the roundabout, like 10 - 15 times, saying over and over "oh shit oh shit oh shit" I am sure we made an impression on the border police.

Then, she just drove over the border, leaving the stunned police at the border to look after our bus driving through there with a shitload of weed and only one side mirror. I think they were just too perplexed to do anything about it

 

[assclass]

walked past a house getting raided by swat. the k9 was barking at me, as I had a knapsack FULL of drugs (dunno exactly what but shitloads of weed and coke), but I just kept going as they were pointing guns and cuffing people on the front lawn.

 

[telepathetic]

one time, i was on the way to go pick something up from a friend. i took a shortcut i never do, behind some store. turns out i got in between 4 vehicles (one behind me 3 in front) that proceeded to go the rest of the 5-10 minute distance into his neighborhood, up to his house, out jumps a SWAT team, i am on the phone with him, he gets the chance to flush most but not everything, i pulled off

another time, this one wasn't so lucky, (but on second thought i am wondering... did my gf know ? wtf) i was hanging otu at a friends house with a couple people and my girlfriend. my girlfriend is telling me she is feeling horrible all of a sudden and wants to go. she gets angry because i was too slow, so we rush out, i drive her to my house, when i get back there is a single cop car outside and a bunch of other cars that werent there before. i go in, and they put me in handcuffs, SWAT is tearing the house apart. i was released that day, but because i was seen on camera doing something i wasnt actually doing (i actually was trying to talk my friend out of doing heroin hence why i had the bag that got handed to the CI) earlier that day, a month or two later i was arrested for it, when everyone else at the house was arrested immediately

 

[LSDiesel]

Some years ago, in Brick City (Newark, NJ) or possibly one of the Oranges, I was sick and fiending to pick up a bundle or two. I have about 4 or 5 different dealers in Newark alone, and some in NYC and even in the suburbs (for oxys and pharmys) but it was still a very common occurrence for me to be unable to locate something to get me well. Anyway it wasn't my first choice dealer who calls me back saying he's got shit. I asked him what the stamp is, and I recognize it as being a particularly good stamp, bags were only about 60 to 80mg, but it was some fire shit. It had a great dilaudid like rush from only 3 bags injected. I had done this stamp a few times before so I was excited.

It took forever and then some to get from my parents house in suburbs to the ghetto in the Bricks (Newark) because traffic was murder on the Garden State Parkway. When I arrive to the hood where my dealer operates, he tells me to wait a few blocks away at a specific block. He then calls me and tells me to meet about 5 miles away. He sounds like he's busy and talking to people and alot of things happening in the background when I talk to him on the phone. I am starting to call other dealers in case I can make a quick grab and get out of dodge and stop standing out like a white person in the middle of the hood.

My guy calls me back and has me relocate for a third time. I told him he had like 5 minutes or I was leaving. After five minutes I start my car, and as I was about to pull off, my dealer pulls up in a silver nissan and tells me to follow him. He's driving a little fast weaving in and out of traffic, Its actually hard to keep up with him. He stops and is about to get out to give me my shit, but pauses and gets back in his car, and motions to keep following. He drives for about 20 more blocks and makes a left and I follow. He stops and gives me my shit. I hand him the cash and he bounces.

At this point I open 3 bags immediately and realize I forgot to get rigs. Shit! Oh well, I sniff the 3 bags. It's still good shit and I still get a little nod. I drive off and I don't make it more than 10 blocks, when a white ford winstar MINIVAN with undercover police lights under the grill and windshield gets behind me and pulls me over.

With a drug dog and large weapons aimed at me, they demand I give up the shit. I didn't even see them coming, didn't even have a chance to hide the shit. I am shitting myself almost at this point, I tell them, its all on the floor, don't shoot. They tell me to exit the car, and grab the bundle thats left of the stuff. They take me to some building that is a post office? or was a post office at one point but wasn't currently being used.

It certainly didn't appear to be a police station. Now I am wondering who these guys really are. I asked them and they just pretended like they didn't hear me. The building where I was looked kind of like a bad LAN party. A few desks with computers and some surveillancey stuff.

I asked again who they were, and they still didn't tell me. Also, they never confirmed it, but I know that they were definetly monitoring my dealers phone, and that's how they knew to bust me.

They tell me I'm in big trouble, etc etc, and then other cops ask how long I been using. You know, good cop, bad cop. I just told them look you got me, but it's time to get my lawyer here. They were going to try to get me to be a snitch or even a CI, but from the moment I was cuffed, I said lawyer, so I think they knew that I wouldn't cooperate. I was able to skirt jail time by getting into a methadone program.

To this day, I wasn't sure if they were state cops or DEA or ATF or what.