Evading arrest

[Delmonte421]

At the time, we were not using drugs, running from the police WAS the drug. Pure adrenaline. I didn't get into drugs until later. Funny how that worked out.

I got no balls anymore, they got cut when they put me in isolation for 4 days without anything to read and no human contact.... that shit fucked me up and made me never wanna get arrested and incarcerated ever again

 

[crazyhairman]

We ran for fun, often times we weren't doing anything illegal , but when your buddies run , your not going to be the only one not running... Sure it was dum. But so was cliff diving, scaling tall buildings, and the hundreds of other practices we did "for fun". I guess we were the only ones that did it for no reason most times. It became a game and we never got caught .

 

[crazyhairman]

Oh I don't do it anymore - all this was 20 years ago

 

[crazyhairman]

But am I proud of it... You god dang right I am

 

[Felonious Monk]

never run lol your just adding charges

I'd say it's one of those things where you should almost never run, but there's like 1 case in 100 where it's ok. I ran once when the police showed up a field party (I hadn't been drinking but I had pills in my pocket and weed in the trunk). After running away we were able to eat the pills before returning to the party area, where the cops questioned me, I said I was scared so I ran, and then got to drive away with my weed because I hadn't been drinking. And they were cool because I hadn't been drinking and my story made sense--plus I was charismatic from snorting a bunch of Dilaudid lol

 

[Delmonte421]

I'd say it's one of those things where you should almost never run, but there's like 1 case in 100 where it's ok. I ran once when the police showed up a field party (I hadn't been drinking but I had pills in my pocket and weed in the trunk). After running away we were able to eat the pills before returning to the party area, where the cops questioned me, I said I was scared so I ran, and then got to drive away with my weed because I hadn't been drinking. And they were cool because I hadn't been drinking and my story made sense--plus I was charismatic from snorting a bunch of Dilaudid lol

is snorting dilaudid that good?

 

[Felonious Monk]

is snorting dilaudid that good?

It is pretty great. Especially with a low tolerance. It's good IV even with a high tolerance--I was surprised I could feel 1mg.

 

[PtahTek]

honestly i would rather not sit cuffed or in jail. f that. thats a young persons game.
so i may "evade" in an evasisive manor but i aint runnin anymore.
what they gonna do give me free housing and whatnot for 10 yrs?
I think i learned that behind bars was where i didnt want to be career long ago it is not ideal i reckoned.
not scared of it but dependants tend to lessen options in "coming up" cause ya cant just not be there....
Im buzzed
my bad
peace

 

[crazyhairman]

We used to climb up on buildings , bridges, water towers, anything really that sparked our interest. One of our favorite places to trespass was our old elementary school. It was a large campus located in a very quiet part of town and surrounded mostly by forest. I don't remember the first time we decided to go there but I do remember the last couple of times.

This was atleast a decade ago now for anyone that cares to know. The statute of limitations is long expired. I know we showed up in the middle of the night drunk and started driving on the sidewalks and all around the playgrounds. Then we parked and walked around. There was three of us. It was spooky but fun walking around the breezeways remembering our childhood there.

We walked around to the back of the school where you could see into the cafeteria and office. There was a metal 6 ft high security fence that surrounded the courtyard behind the building. It was pretty easy to scale one by one. I can't remember if we actually got inside the school or not but we definitely found a book dolly. It weighed a ton it was metal, and more importantly it had wheels on it.

So of course in epic drunk jackass fashion we all took turns pushing each other around on it. And then it dawned on us... Dude we could totally tie this to the back of the truck and ride around on it!!!
The only thing standing in our way was that 6 ft security fence. It took all three of us to lift this massive book Dolly off the ground, up to our chests and then over our heads throwing it over the security gate.

We drag it up the hill to the back parking lot, rummage through The cab and back of my buddy's car to find bungee cords eureka!! Me and my buddy ride around on the back of this thing while my other buddy drives slowly through the parking lot. It's so loud you can hear it the sound echoing off the hillside and the surrounding neighborhoods.

I was kind of a scaredy cat when it came to getting hurt. So I didn't really want to go that fast I kept screaming at my friend to slow down while my other friend is telling him to punch it. So I decide to get back in the truck with my friend and I try to take some video on my little Sony Ericsson flip phone.

I remember we were going about 20 miles an hour and making slow circles through the parking lot. You can hear my buddy saying go faster go faster so my buddy driving takes it up to 30 and you can see this book Dolly sliding back and forth behind us we're all laughing. Then he takes a turn at 35 40 miles an hour or something like that and all you hear is a giant crash and we look back in the book Dolly is flipped over on my friends head. My friend's not moving at all He's knocked out cold.

Me and my friend from the car run over to him and shake him and he doesn't move. Now the dude who had been knocked out cold had a history of faking people out to the extreme. So we kind of stand around for a couple of minutes like oh he's he's faking right He's faking!?? Right.. cmon man wake up.

I said I'll get to the bottom of this this'll work. So I stuck my fingers in his mouth. He still doesn't move That's when I got scared. That's also when my other so-called friend decides it's time for him to leave.

So here I am in the middle of the night drunk as s*** trespassing in a school parking lot with one of my best friends knocked out cold on the ground. While this other piece of s*** so called friend is trying to leave the scene because he doesn't want to get in trouble. And I know I have to call an ambulance and I know there's going to be consequences but I'm not just going to leave my friend laying on the ground.

So I rifle through my knocked out friends pockets because I remember he had a BB gun on him. I wipe our fingerprints off of it and I toss it into the woods by the school. Just as this other so-called friend is burning out of the parking lot and leaving us there. My mind is racing my heart is beating but mainly I'm concerned about my best friend laying there motionless on the ground. I don't remember exactly why I was trying to get into my knocked out friends car but I pulled on the handle and the car alarm starts going off.

Oh great a wonderful turn of events.. so here I am middle of the night drunk as s*** by myself with my best friend who's knocked out cold on the ground and now there's a car alarm blaring into the surrounding area. 5 to 10 minutes of that car alarm going off My knocked out friend slowly wakes up. This dude had been knocked out cold for 15 minutes. He reaches into his pocket pulls out his keys and turns off the car alarm looks up at me with his dazed confused look and says, " man my head fucking hurts" .

I was like dude we should go like right now. I help him to his car and we pull out of the parking lot and he's asking me where are other friend is. I was like dude fuck that guy he left when you go knocked out and I was literally about to call an ambulance.
I remember he was very quiet as he drove us home.
Maybe 5 minutes into the drive he started licking his lips a bit. And he said, "God I have this terrible taste in my mouth"
That's when I fessed up about me sticking my fingers in his mouth while he was knocked out. I said" oh yeah you're going to laugh man, we thought you were faking and you know like we didn't know what to do so I I stuck my hand in your mouth and when you didn't wake up that's when we knew you were actually not faking".

My friend did not say a single word he just turned his head towards me real slow and frowned at me and then turned back to face the road. Even when he dropped me off at my parents house he didn't say a single word.

I also told him that I ditched his BB gun in a bush on the campus because I was about to call 911 while he was knocked out. Without saying a word he just slowed down and turn the car around while sighing heavily. We bet we went back and got the BB gun and then he drove me home.

I remember I talked to my friend the next day the one that had the concussion he said he just went home and went to sleep and slept it off and laughed about how that was like the one thing you're not supposed to do. But he couldn't like tell his dad that he snuck out got drunk with a bunch of hooligan friends and almost killed himself doing some dumb s***. So he just went home and went to sleep.

I'm not certain if that was the last time that we went to that school.

I still sometimes hang out with a friend that got knocked out we're still friends to this day. That other one though the one that ditched us I cut ties with him years later due to several more examples of being a shady pos.

 

[emkee_reinvented]

In my teens as Graffity artist, often. But other then that our white babyfaces where sufficient.
Never got bothered, or talked our way out.

When doing dumb shit like illegal Graffity, well lets say the cops are pigs equations goes .
Excepting speed and IQ. Cops are on both fields, despite their wheels , guns and tech stuff, no match.
Where it real pigs we would be catched.

Now a days after 2009 No need to do any effort. Drinkin a Kombucha publicly almost had me in a cell.
It apperently resembles a Alcoholic drink, not so i think but with a newborn, why risk it ?

Then i relocated to a retarded part of the land. And it not only continued. It worsened.
Got several times stopped by a cop/ s. With no reason but prejudice, 3 x, thats not even legal.
Holding someone without cause, 1 time carrying dypers and toilet paper.

Since then, IDC aka I Defy Cops.

Got worse btw when people do notifications, not declarations. To cops. Notifications are not checked if they are real.
No evidence needed but do get in your file as fact. So I am since 2019 a person that drive drunk with his kid on board.
Though i have no license, no intense and there is no evidence. And a few more like it. So come fuck me

And i slaugter you up and have you eaten by .. not me anyway. But since then I Defy Cops.
Just won t do anything at cost of my kids, like breaking laws or the rights of children.
As they do, Got it black/ white, no thing man can do as sadly cops are the law.

So i say fuk em all, if you not even respect kids, get lost.

 

[emkee_reinvented]

We ran for fun, often times we weren't doing anything illegal , but when your buddies run , your not going to be the only one not running... Sure it was dum. But so was cliff diving, scaling tall buildings, and the hundreds of other practices we did "for fun". I guess we were the only ones that did it for no reason most times. It became a game and we never got caught .

In my youth despite doing illegal art. Was actually a quite relaxed teen as i started drinking way after my 30-ties prob.
And weed smokers are not so much trouble makers, excepting my one friend who had a issue with doing un-acceptable,
for him exciting things. Always went a few steps beyond and unstopable, and other times followed by the rest.

That s being young though he was reckless, and we didn t want to/ couldn t stop em. And age relevant,
your friends all through. nevre got us in trouble, but if it would be bad.

Not anymore so. Thats a bubble, some/ most times, popped. Now i d say ... him and go away.

edit: peer pressure. one day a so called friend said lets go steal eggs from the farmer.
That allready is a totally absur thing looking back, eggs what are we going todo with eggs i hva no clue.
and he probably neither. Well the farmer a 70 + er had all eyes on us , called his son and.

Suddenly two entrances where blocked one by a younger man holding a riffle pointing at us.
We were 10 , maybe ? Bla bla bla we scared laid back the Eggs and excuses never come back.
Some things stick, like was it a real gun/ yeah sure looked like one, was it loaded ? and Why a gun ?

Overhere guns are almost illegal unheard of, especially bullit s i think.
Its not ancient Belgium or America.

 

[Shinji Ikari]

None but I was once forced to return a traffic cone I had picked up half a mile back.

 

[paltatomate]

i never had to run from the police.
i had one warrant out i didn't know about for months, but that isn't "running from". once i learned about it, i surrendered myself.

 

[emkee_reinvented]

None but I was once forced to return a traffic cone I had picked up half a mile back.

That is why you run, in the bushes if they there. Prickly ones are not the best ones,
so take a good look before making the jump,

And never forget that they are lazy and dumb, most of the times. Depending what you diid.
But a cone i could get away with that. Except with a ambitious cop.

What s even more disturbing if you heading home get caught in a Police maze [figurativ].
A road block. All non-natives get stopped full body/ car search.

To me: just pass by shiny white man, whatever you are carrying don t matter.
We aim on non -natives exclusively in this zone.

 

[emkee_reinvented]

i never had to run from the police.
i had one warrant out i didn't know about for months, but that isn't "running from". once i learned about it, i surrendered myself.

Well i d beg for a warrant/ declaration [i called it] as it needs evidence i only got inflictions/ notifications which get fact.
Without suporting evidence hence I Defy Cops. And year my nose is better then a dog less then that of a Rat.
Well i am a Rat, according to the Chinese versian of Zodiac signs. Year of the Rat.


If i turn back on em / as i got the proof. The one that made them gets a fine.
Which is fine concerening my psych ex-neighbour. But not my ex, as it would also could/ would have a disastreus effect on my kids.
They live with here full time since.

But 2 'so called´ unfit parents thats enough for state custody. Meaning exposing tem to rape/ abuse,
fucking rights & law the cops are so good at y all leave this country ASAP. If people would knew.


For a inferiour that a lot he/ she is able to do, unlawfully, so fak off. Your not judge Dredd, your not the law.

 

[emkee_reinvented]

So theoritically I smell

"While many other species of mammals have additional organs involved in chemoreception, such as Masera’s Septal Olfactory Organ, which has been recognized in cat fetuses , these have not been detected in dogs. Similarly, the Grüneberg ganglion, which supports both chemo- and thermo-sensing in other species, is often, erroneously, shown to be a part of the canine chemoreception system, but has not yet been identified in dogs. Although this ganglion might possibly be present in the early embryonic stages, it seems to regress during prenatal development ."

Well less then Dogs who smell good, Cats better and Rats best, but Cats and Rats never will join the Pigs like Dogs did.
So they rule any way, Rats just not around my home preferable

NEVER TRUST A POLITICIAN includes COPS and DOGS!

edit: anyone knows the origin of Rat out .... ? Should be Dog out imo.

 

[paltatomate]

@emkee_reinvented where does your citation come from?
would like to read a bit more about that.

 

[emkee_reinvented]

@emkee_reinvented where does your citation come from?
would like to read a bit more about that.

https://pmc.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/articles/PMC8388720/

Cats smell seizures better, but Dogs can tell it. Thats basicly their superiourty, interaction with men.

edit: my Cat knew. She behaved so different just before but for me noticeable after the seizure i had with her alone.
She slept at the side of my bedroom door something she in 6 year never done before.

edit: my rule of thumb, no animals in the bedroom, so it was unusial.

 

[crazyhairman]

Of course not all police interaction from my teenage years involved running. The simple power of confidence and a little bit of acting got us out of some sticky situations. Being able to improv on the fly is a stoners best defense. They will tell you honesty is the best policy. That's true if you have some honest hardworking police in your community.
One night we were walking down the street me and my buddy and we were loaded down with pipes and bongs and weed scales everything. I think he was 15 and I was 16 at the time. I had two or three sacks of weed on me they were only in different bags because they were different qualities. And I always kept an extra dub sack on me in case one of my other friends needed to buy so yes I did have intent to distribute. My buddy had a long sleeve shirt on and in that long sleeve he had all bubbler about the size of half of his arm. With water in it I might add and a bowl loaded ready to smoke. He had cigarettes couple bags and I think some rolling papers he was also carrying a portable DVD player that had a screen on it.

It was night time it was late, middle of summer in Texas so it was still like mid '80s 100% humidity. All of a sudden we see it it's a damn sheriff car approaching us and slowing down That's the last thing you want to see. Normally we would have ran but we were so loaded down with weed and pipes and bongs we decided to just play it cool. So dude rolls down the window and we can see it's one of our African American share a deputies, which I don't know why but being a suburban white kid it just put us at ease a bit more than if it was a crew cut young fresh out the military highway patrol with something to prove. So dude very chilly asks us what we're up to. And we very calmly respond oh man we just hanging out we walking up the street to my buddy's house we got this DVD player we going to watch some DVDs. Play some video games. I was like you know it's so hot during the day we basically just sleep all day and we up all night you know cuz it's summertime ain't got no school.
In the cop very chilly says you know there's been some break-ins and some vandalism around here recently so you know that's why we're patrolling doesn't really necessarily have to do anything with y'all. The whole time my buddy has a bong in his hand and he's just holding it down by his side. We're very respectful Yes sir no sir you have a good night sir stay cool out there. The dude drives off and me and my buddy are like did that just happen?

I mean we were so used to running and getting away that it would have been no big deal to hop a couple of fences run a quarter mile through the woods but we had just gotten out it would have put a damper on the whole night.

So literally right after that we took a left over to the old man's house and we blew down 15 bowls in that bong. Got so high that night I couldn't even walk but then we had to walk on which was spooky knowing that cops were patrolling looking for basically us but not knowing they were looking for us.

 

[crazyhairman]

Years later in my late teens or or was it my early twenties I'm not sure it's a long time ago guys. We were doing something stupid out of boredom I'm pretty sure that involved petty vandalism it was more funny than anything else. I remember I was getting over bronchitis and would just start coughing from anything. I was trying to keep fluids and cough medicine in my system as much as possible not getting f***** up just trying to breathe.
Anyway due to me being sick I wasn't smoking so I was bored of s***.

My buddy from the army was visiting or was he living there I can't remember. Anyway he was over My other buddy from the previous story was over as well. I don't think we had any weed that night. It's probably what led us to the stupidity. Oh and my other buddy with his dad's Cadillac was over as well. So that's the four of us right. We were like hey let's walk up to z s house and throw trash in his yard. Then we were like no let's stack his trash cans on his front porch again. And then it hit me no, let's take shaving cream and paint a picture on his garage. Everybody's like yeah let's do that we haven't done that yet. So z s house was about a mile away walking. We armed ourselves with a can of shaving cream, some suntan lotion and an air horn.

Mind you we're not teenagers anymore we're all young adults college age. We all have cars except for me but we decide to walk because it's a nice night there's four of us why not. Before we left I took a big plastic cup full of ice water because again I was sick and I was trying to push fluids as much as possible.

The first obstacle was as we were walking down the street there was a part of the road that was higher than the surrounding neighborhood so you could kind of see into people's backyards and they could see you. Well one of these houses was having like a late night adult party and we were trying to sneak past. So we all like did various maneuvers to avoid detection. You know my army buddy was doing the bear crawl through the ditch and laughing hysterically.
I was doing the ever popular log roll with one of my hands up in the air holding my ice water. Also while laughing and coughing hysterically. My other buddy when he got close to their fence line started meowing causing the middle-aged folks to quiet down and ask what the hell that was thus causing us to erupt with laughter as we ran off.

The rest of the walk up to Z's house was mostly uneventful because I don't remember much of it so it it must have been fine. We get to Z's house and quickly use the shaving cream to draw a giant penis with balls jizzing on the letter z. Show the shaving cream was the shaft in balls and the letter z. The suntan lotion was the jizz I mean it looked like a professional a mural by the time we were done.

So now it was serious time we had to get back to my house undetected having accomplished our mission. So about as serious as four college age hooligan stoners can be. We got about Midway down the street and we started bugging out every time a car would start driving down the street we would go hide from it. Well my buddy who had a ski mask on for fun and I were out front maybe 150 ft ahead of my other two buddies. Car came around the corner and we ran different directions well I ran to hide behind a car that was parked on the street. I still had my cup of water and I was laughing hysterically as I ran between the parked cars. As I did I heard the sound of a lady speaking which was the last thing I was expecting. I look up out the corner of my eye and there's a lady with a bathrobe on and a shower cap standing on her front porch talking on the phone.
In that same instant My buddy who was running behind me with the ski mask on, also laughing hysterically runs up to the car sees the lady and says oh no it turns around and runs off the other direction. So now it's me and him bolting from this lady's house laughing hysterically knowing that we probably just scared the s*** out of this lady. We go and we hide behind a fence line of the next neighborhood cul-de-sac maybe like another hundred feet or so.

Meantime are two other friends are still walking on the road a couple of hundred feet behind us not knowing what just happened with the lady and the ski mask and the running. We try to call my friend's phone to warn him he , he picks up an immediately thanks for trying to f*** with him says" yeah you not slick I see you up there you can't scare us idiot" and hangs up. We can see the shadow of the lady still standing on the front porch still on the phone. We know she's calling the cops too I mean there's no question. So right when my two other friends get to this lady's house, My buddy looks at her she looks at him and he pulls out the air horn and just honks it at her and keeps on walking.

Me and my friend were like oh my f****** God why. This poor lady has been accosted by two groups of teenagers. So finally they catch up to us and we're like dude what the f*** we got to go. And we tell them what happened and my buddy is so adamant that he hasn't done anything wrong with the air horn He's just like well that's your fault why the f*** do you have a ski mask on idiot. I was like dude she's definitely calling the cops we have to f****** get the f*** out of here now. Well my buddy being the cocky son of a b**** that he is in the army dude are like we're not running Y'all can run if y'all scared but we didn't do nothing. So instead of running or even walking quickly we just stroll down the street for another 20 minutes. Then we hop in my buddy's dad's Cadillac and start driving around the neighborhood. We went back up to the scene of the crime and took a picture of our work it was beautiful. Then a sheriff's car rolled past us.

So we follow the sheriff's car lolol. And sure enough the sheriff's car pulls into the lady's house and we kept driving. And for the next 5 minutes we followed the sheriff car patrolling the neighborhood laughing our asses off.

The next day was the best part of the story. I got a call at like 7:30 a.m. from our buddy z. We were still up from the night before I couldn't sleep because of the cough medicine and the bronchitis. Everybody else was just amped up on video games and caffeine. Z is asking me if anybody knows what happened to his house somebody put a giant shaving cream penis on his house and he got in trouble for it. I said no man so wait how did you get in trouble for somebody vandalizing your house.

This part I felt kind of bad for , also kind of showed you what kind of friend I was and that I forgot totally that he lived with his stepdad and that he actually had younger half siblings living there. Apparently when the kids were getting ready for school and they went out to the car they got in the car and saw the giant shaving cream penis. Immediately the stepdad went and woke up my friend and made him clean off the shaving cream. Well even when he sprayed off the shaving cream the outline stayed perfectly. I guess there was a layer of dirt on the outside of the garage door and the shaving cream acted as sort of a bleaching agent almost permanently etching this giant penis jizzing on the letter z.

I couldn't keep a straight face anymore I bust out laughing over the phone and z was upset but he started laughing too he was like bro you f***** me over big time That's kind of funny though. I was like how the f*** are you in trouble he was like because they knew it was one My friends. I was like man just come over later and I'll smoke you out or something I'm sorry we were bored and you know how she goes he was like yeah I know how that shit goes.

We were always doing s*** like that to each other's houses or apartments. It would it was kind of like the person who falls asleep at the party first always gets f***** with. Well whoever didn't sneak out that night when we were teenagers we would go to their house and f*** their house up.

I remember we took all these park benches and picnic tables and stacked them up like a poltergeist on one of our friends the front porches. We also took a stop sign down and put it in his yard. So when he woke up the next day for school he said some explaining to do. In his a****** parents thought that he had done it himself. He was grounded for like a month That's so stupid. We did that multiple times.

Or there was this giant sign that said Cumberland apartments and my buddy would always pull down the BER so it was cum land apartments on the sign. I mean it was like every single time we went to visit we go pick up a sack of weed boom we go hang out play video games boom. We always stole this one stop sign too because they never anchored it to the ground it was just there so every time we left this particular neighborhood we would just pull it up out of the ground and throw it in the bushes.

I remember another time we were pretty drunk maybe 17. Well one of our homeless friends was crashing at a buddy's house and they were drinking and the homeless kid had passed out. Well the homeless kid had a car he was the only one somehow had a car. Oh me and my a****** friend decide to take his car for a joyride. We're going like 70 80 mph through neighborhood streets. We're doing like a quick victory lap no more than 5 minutes. Anyway on our return trip my buddy's driving and he comes over the hill way too fast and there's a t intersection. You have to go left or right there is no straight he slams on the brakes and we skid like 50 ft into the curb into somebody's yard. Immediately smoke or steam or something starts pouring out of the vents in the car to where we can't even breathe. We look at each other say oh s*** and drive and park the car in the same parking place and get out like nothing happened.

So homeless dude wakes up maybe like 10 minutes later. He goes to get like his guitar amp out of the car. When he pops the trunk he's mad with a cloud of white dust. I guess this kid had a fire extinguisher that he had stolen from school in his trunk and that had blown open while we were joyriding. It covered all of his clothes and possessions in that white fire extinguisher dust That's what was pouring out of the vents not smoke. He was mad but he was more drunk than mad and I don't think he remembered the next day that we even did it cuz he was like what the f*** happened to my car. And we were just like Man that's crazy you were driving around like a like a madman he was like that's crazy I don't even remember that. I think we ever told him.

Funny story about that kid he was actually like batshit crazy and had schizophrenia and was on medication for it well he went off his medication and threw a brick through the guy's house that he was staying at because he thought that this guy was plotting against him. So I didn't really feel that bad that we had vandalized his car because he ended up being a piece of s***. Yeah he had mental illness but he literally threw a brick through my buddy's window because my buddy would rather hang out with a girl from the neighborhood than hang out with this crazy dude. Like some people are homeless through no fault of their own but this dude if he was homeless it was his own doing.

We saw him walking years later randomly down the street in the hood and I called out his name and chunked a water bottle at his face going about 45 mph. The water bottle missed his head by about 4 in and he didn't even flinch That's how medicated this dude was. He also believed that the blacks in America were trying to start a race war in that when the race war started he could become a pirate and start his own church.