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Ugh, one time 5 or 6 years ago, I had my car and I was copping. So, I was really sick, I mean puking in my car sick while driving, so as soon as I picked up I was about to shit myself so I did not feel like taking the time to drive to my normal spot to fix...

Instead I just say fuck it, take a few lefts, rights, whatever, and pull over onto any old street. I instantly get my gear out, do my thing, and as soon as I push the plunger down and get that sweet relief, I look to my left (belt still in mouth, rig still in wrist) and see two cops in uniform just standing on the sidewalk looking at me. Then I see three others just walking up the block... my eyes gaze over the building sign in back of them and sure enough, my stupid ass had parked in front of the bloody court house!

So now, they're looking at me, I'm looking at them.. total gunslinger moment. They see me slowly let go of the belt and reach for my keys. One of them starts shaking his head like, "don't you dare". I think about it for another second and say screw it. I throw the keys in the ignition, slam the car in gear, and I'm gone, the cops literally running after me on their radios.

Needless to say I drove straight to the nearest highway and didn't look back for a long time. Hah.
 
damn scags that sounds intense man. making that split second decision must have really got the adrenaline going. your lucky those piggys were on foot cause god only knows how different the situation could have played out if a cruiser pulled onto that street. i wonder why there was such a heavy on-foot police presence on that particular street that you happened to choose.
 
Haha awesome get away story. Had the pigs been in a car they would have had a hgh speed chase going in a second, running over pedestrians, runnings cars off the road, calling a half dozen more cops to come and join the fun, then when the lead cop finally pitted you and u put ur hands up, some cop would yell gun and they would all unload 16rds on you, ending up shooting you like 64 times lol.
 
Lately, I haven't had much money, and I've started considering IV-ing so I can get off for less $. Don't know where to get syringes, though.
 
Mr.Scagnattie said:
Ugh, one time 5 or 6 years ago, I had my car and I was copping. So, I was really sick, I mean puking in my car sick while driving, so as soon as I picked up I was about to shit myself so I did not feel like taking the time to drive to my normal spot to fix...

Instead I just say fuck it, take a few lefts, rights, whatever, and pull over onto any old street. I instantly get my gear out, do my thing, and as soon as I push the plunger down and get that sweet relief, I look to my left (belt still in mouth, rig still in wrist) and see two cops in uniform just standing on the sidewalk looking at me. Then I see three others just walking up the block... my eyes gaze over the building sign in back of them and sure enough, my stupid ass had parked in front of the bloody court house!

So now, they're looking at me, I'm looking at them.. total gunslinger moment. They see me slowly let go of the belt and reach for my keys. One of them starts shaking his head like, "don't you dare". I think about it for another second and say screw it. I throw the keys in the ignition, slam the car in gear, and I'm gone, the cops literally running after me on their radios.

Needless to say I drove straight to the nearest highway and didn't look back for a long time. Hah.
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Bahaha, that's great man. You're lucky. There were probably no cruisers available at the time.
We have foot patrol here as well, and if it ever came down to it, I'd do the same thing.

Nocturne83 said:
Lately, I haven't had much money, and I've started considering IV-ing so I can get off for less $. Don't know where to get syringes, though.
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Good. Skip going the IV route. You won't even have a dime to your name.
 
If I'd had gotten busted it would have been my fault for parking and shooting up in front of the court house, haha.

I guess they just had bigger fish to fry, who knows. I've had a few breaks like that where I've cut it way too close for comfort.

What a rush though.
 
I can't say anything. Sometimes I'll pull over on the street & prep my shot & do it right there while parked.
But.. I'd never park infront of a courthouse, yeah.. that would definitely be your fault if you got caught. lmao.
You gotta do what you gotta do. Being sick as a dog & having the dope without doing it immediately is something I can't do. I don't have enough willpower to wait & drive for 40 minutes until I'm home.
So that means I either have to pull over, or do it while driving, which is pretty fuckin' stupid and I don't advise or condone such actions.
 
I pulled up to the dopehouse and I was so sick I didn't notice the cop car parked out front. I quickly noticed the cop standing in the living room writing a code violation ticket for an abandoned car. Luckily I was dirty from work and knew my guys first name and quickly grabbed a tool box that was sitting there and started talking about how I was working on a car a didn't have the right tools.
 
Yeah, honestly.. a lot of the dope fiends busted, come when they are sick, or for actions taken while being dope sick. Because, you literally don't think rationally. You become a different person when you're that sick. You don't give a shit about anything besides getting well and take huge risks in the meantime, doing shit you'd never think to do when well. It's very dangerous to let yourself get that sick and desperate because even you don't know what you're capable of and how impaired your judgment gets until it happens.
 
It's no secret that I cop in Holyoke. One of the good things about Holyoke is that there are a lot of one-way streets. If you only have to look through your rearview mirror as you're parked on the side of the road and not ahead of you, it makes you look less like you have something to hide. You see a cop coming, you quickly set down your stuff and grab your phone like you're texting or calling someone. If a cop were to ever ask me where I was going, I'd say Denny's, and I was texting my bf to figure out when to meet there. You can see down the streets pretty far, so it'd be easy to put down the drugs and pick up the phone.
I have this one spot I'll ALWAYS sniff my bags at in my car. Thankfully it's close to where I cop, and that's all I'm gonna say about that. :)
 
^Yeah definitely, and it makes you so clumsy, it's easy to fuck up whatever you're trying to do....

I posted a similar story to Scagnattie's, but then I got paranoid and took it down because I thought the cops could see it and figure out I was the one who drove awaw 3 years ago, but I'm sure they have bigger things to worry about!

I almost always stopped and did a shot within minutes of copping, I had different parking lots I used to like to go to, I'd park on residential streets but make sure I was never in the direct line of sight in front of a window, it usually worked...I've never been caught in the act but I've had a few close call...

The one I always remember....

I always used to go to the same pharmacy to buy my needles everytime. It was right off the highway one town over from mine and the perfect place to stop off and grab them. I never went to this pharmacy for anything else and I was sure I wouldn't run into anyone I knew there, except other dope fiends! The location of this place was in the perfect location to go and grab needles, it was out of the hood in a white area, but it was the easiest closest pharmacy that was still relatively close to a neighborhood where a lot of people copped. One of those streets where it gets a lot nicer or lot shittier depending on which direction you drive!

Anyway, I picked up my ten pack of rigs and I had the dope on me while on was buying them, which I always found funny. I always had some sick urge to just flash it at the person who sold me the needles and be like, "Thanks, have a nice night I'm gonna go get high now!"...
I was particularly sick on this day and I drove down a side street right off the main road that was a neighborhood...it was right on the corner, there was a bank right across the street from where I was parked, and I was parked right in front of a house. The dope was as hard as a rock and I was trying to fix up in a water bottle cap. I had the water squirted on the dope, the needle in my mouth, and I was looking down holding the cooker in one hand and trying as hard as could to crush the dope with the flat plastic part of the plunger without having it spill or go everywhere!
This dope was so solid, it was slow going trying to crush and dissolve it, and it was taking all my attention...

All of the sudden after being there for about 3 minutes, I see a car come flying up out of the corner of my eye...It's a cop! He parks right on the other side of the street right across from me and right in front of the bank! Two other cop cars show up within seconds and they all get out and run over to this car in the bank parking lot and start pulling this guy out and searching him!

I hadn't even drawn the shot up yet, but after a few seconds, I started the car up, threw the needle on the passenger seat and drove out of there towards the highway with the holding the dope and the cooker on my lap with one hand and driving with the other! I knew someone must've called and they must've been coming for me. the car they ran up to and pulled the guy out of was a similar make, model and color and whoever called must have said something like "Somebody's right over here on the corner where the bank is doing drugs", they happen to see that guy before they saw me, and thought that was who they were looking for!

I was lucky, but that's the exact kind of situation that fucks up a lot of people's lives! I'd probably still be on probation now getting piss tested and violated and all the other bullshit that goes along with it...It's worth waiting until you get home! Pretty much all my friends that do dope insist on waiting, and if we're in their car they'd never let me do a shot on the ride home....but if it's my car it's my rules! Fuck it, we're stopping and doing one! And if I picked up a rock, not only on we stopping for needles and doing a big shot, we're stopping for a rose and choy and doing a few blasts on the highway back home too! I'm an idiot, so lucky I've never gotten caught, but that's the reason I'm such an expert on swallowing drugs!
 
One day my main dude was giving my friend and i the run around all day and couldnt and didnt really want to cop elsewhere bc his family was old school connected and had without a doubt the highest uality raw dope in the city. Always a perfect pressing, not like a rubber glove finger but perfect cylinder and hard as shit.


Ten grams was basically a pellet. Like the size of an a battery. Sometimes he would even warn me when it was stronger than normal. Sooo many ppl i know that i hooked up with his shit odd and had to be narcaned, no one died or anything......but anyways...

i am waiting and waiting and finally he calls and says to come down. So my friend ended up driving back to his parents house which was really far so he was long gone and it was just me. Im driving out there sick as hell, having to pull over and puke acid like from aliens lol, was soo horrid. So i get there to this random spot in an apt complex and i see a white work van with 2 white guys in it.

Im thinking thats is super fucking weird, its an all black hood, its like 11pm but fuck it they could just be his customers too waiting on him, as that would happen sometime, see some junkie like me sitting in a car looking sketchy and ill.

So he finally shows up, i hop in his car and hes in his wifes car, 2 door import coupe illegal tint rims ect basically screams drug dealers gf. I skip the hey yo whats good and all bc hes knows im ill and i get my 3 mini ziplocks slap him my money and im about to get out when we see flashlights start coming through the backwindow. He looks at me like OH SHIT! I toss the bags in my mouth and swallow them and he takes his tissue full of mini ziplocks and bagged grams and jams it under the e brake.

Just then my door opens and its 2 plain clothes narco cops, one on each side with both car doors open, had guns and lights and badges on their neck, the whole deal. They begin to say how there had been reports of drug activity in the area, typical cop lies, and that a dark 2 door sports car was seen driving suspicisously (ironically my friend drove a black 2 door m3) and they must have seen it or something earlier in the day.

But they ask what we are doing and my guy says we are about to hit the strip club and get some pussy lol, my white ass and this thugged out black dude lol he says hes in his wifes car and he cant let her find out and all this shit. So we both give our ids and for a few seconds the 2 cops were talking above the car while we are both still sitting in the car, and i see my guy go for his tissue and just then the other cops bends back down to give me my id so i turn over as far as i can and in one fluid motion get my wallet back out and manage to grab the tissue filled with dope and stuff it down my shorts as im putting my wallet back in my right back pocket. They ask for consent to search, he is kinda hesitant and says how its his wifes car and shit.

They pull us out poke around a little and since neither of us had warrants or shit they let us go. Needless to say we both drove away in the car like omfg, he ended up giving me a bunch of free dope. I mean i had like 500 in my pants it wasnt like im thinking im going to keep all of it, but i immediately snorted a bag to get well and he bought me a gatorade and i was able to puke up my 3 bags i swallowed and they were fine lol. I basically got 2 grams for 50 bucks but it was the scare of a lifetime. Had a massive shot when i finally got home. To this day i think what if i fumbled it or they saw, we both would have been fucked. But, sometimes you do shit when youre sick you would never ever do.

This was like 7rs ago, sadly the following the year the 3 of us got popped and wernt so lucky. Same kinda deal, dude was takin forever finally showed up and by then my friend and i had drawn attention by the unmarked drug cops. Ended up swarming the car delta force style yelling they were gona shoot us if we moved and shit, roughed our dealer up arrested him and my friend. I skated bc i was clean. Didnt have a valid dl but was able to bs the cop i had paid the fine and he let me take my friends car so it didnt have to get impounded. But the best dope guy i ever had got indicted, did a year or so and somehow made it out on appeal lol. Gotta love the revolving door judicial system in this state. But lost touch with him, prolly for the best i suppose. Im sure i would have odd on his shit eventually. My replacements guys dope was like the first guys dope but stepped on like an extra 3 times, was really hit or miss. Never shit or anything, but nothing has ever touched the diesel my old dude used to get. And that my friends is my life story lol
 
^If you got caught with the dope you picked up the first time, you're the one who would have got charged as a dealer! Unless the guy somehow came out and told the cops "Hey, that's mine!"...You got kind of lucky because it sounds like they didn't search you that well, I've had a lot of times where if I hadn't swallowed it they would have found it no matter what, pulling my boxers up like they wee giving me a wedgie, making me take my socks off on the side of the road, man! Can they really make you take off your socks on the fucking side of the road?! It sounds like they weren't in that much of a hurry to just make an arrest...You get a rookie in a marked car...fuckin look out! They'll be tryin to hit you with "intent to deliver" for a roach!
 
^Shut the shades, take your shirt off and splash some cold water on your face! Those little crackling noises in your freezer aren't the police leaning up against your door!
 
Yea when the three of us got popped and my dealer and friend were brought in the cops did the old, well he says ur the dealer but if you say hes the dealer well believe you more bc youre not black and dont have a record. And my friend went for it, wrote a statement against our dealer and got ror that night. When the cops saw the bags with the grey rocks they thought it was crack till they did a field test and when the one cop crunched the little reagent pack it lit up bright purple instantly and they were like ohh so this guy has it like that huh? I kept my mouth shut the whole time. Didnt answer any questions. They must not have liked it because the main cop called me a fucking asshole lmao. Had it of been some rookie cop the first time lookin to make his stripes he probaably would have had me naked and layed out on. The road while he dissasembled the car lol
 
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