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Your Experiences With The Cops

got so many, I guess I'll post them as they come to me

this was 3 months ago at a train station. since I don't have a car I either have to take a long ass trip on the public transit or have it delivered and get taxed to hell.

so at the time my thing was to cop from my dude, then fix a good shot in the bathroom of the train station to make my ride back more bearable. when I pick up I get this un-nerving desire to fix up, and the bathroom had one of those big handicapped stalls with no cracks in the door so you can't see through it. also had a big ass toilet paper dispenser which was the perfect size to hold all my works lol

so one day I get in there and break out my rig & cooker, and right as I'm about to put my gear in I realized I had forgotten to bring my bottle of water. well, I wasn't about to call it quits then, I needed that shit. so I go up to the sink and start drawing up some water in the rig (anyone who has done this knows it takes forever) and the janitor walks in an immediately knew what I was doing.

he starts yelling at me "GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE WITH THAT STUFF MAN WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING" so I pick up my bag and run like hell. As I'm making my way down the stairs I hear him yell to the security cops "HEY THIS GUY IS RUNNING, HE'S TRYING TO GET AWAY"

lucky as fuck there was a train that has just pulled up. It wasn't going the way I needed it to but I jumped on and found a different way to get home.

that taught me some patience, because now my trip takes 2 times longer. I only take buses and wait til I get home to fix up
 
I have been close to getting arrested a number of times, but having my shit stashed in my sock saved me a number of times while getting searched during traffic stops. One time when I was involved in the business end of the cocaine cerebellum netherworlds, I got pulled over, pulled outta the car. Ripped my car apart, found nothing. Patted me down from head to toe, shoes taken off, found nothing. Stupid bastards didn't bother patting my ankle, good thing too since I had 7 grams of coke on me, and about 40 xanax bars. Got away scott free. I was so fucking high too when that happened lol.

The sock saved me a few other times, but that was the best one.
 
My buddy and I were smoking Heroin and weed in the back of a hotel when the cops pulled up in a K9 unit. There waw barely enough room for me to pull out "Zoom!" past the cops with the barking dog.

I pulled up to the front of the hotel and valaied my car just as the cops were pulling up, and stuck all the drugs in my pocket. They hung around the parked car for about 5mins and then left.

my friend and I pretended to be guests of the hotel and hung out in the swimming pool for a second.
 
Last fall me and my friend hitched a run on the back on a 3 wheel ATV bike going home. We where going pretty damn fast (riding double on one of these things is dangerous enough riding with 2 people on the back is asking for it) and since it was the middle of the night i didn't expect to see many cars on the road. We where almost to my house when i see a set of lights coming up behind us and at first i thought it was some guy wanting to drag and the guy driving the bike sped up. Next thing i know the cop flicks on the lights and the 3 of us are like fuck cause there's no place to run.

Driving a ATV on the road here is totally illegal, driving with passengers raises the fine and having no registration can give you a hefty fine on top of the $200 fine for driving on the road. But thankfully he let us go cause if not wed have spent the night in a cell. Not bad just annoying being in lockup all night with the lights on. Plus we all had weed on us :\
 
A few years ago I used to grow mushrooms, I'd spawned a 5 liter bucket of straw, and ended up with a couple of hundred grams dry Z+ strain. =D
Anyway, one midweek night me and a couple of mates had been for a few pints, and when it was kick out time, I suggested we go and take some shrooms.
4 of us dosed 3 grams each, and went and sat in the local park, laughing at each other for a few hours, until I ran out of cigarettes, so we decided to walk to the 24 hour petrol station 1 hour away.
My friend bought a bottle of water, and on the way home he suddenly started ranting that it had cost him £0.70 for 500ml, when petrol was just over a quid a liter, and saying he was going to write an angry letter to Evian.
We were all pissing ourselves at this when a squad car pulled up, so we all started trying to act normal whilst they asked what we'd been doing out so late.
Suddenly, I just burst out with 'Don't you think the price of bottled water is an outrage? It costs more per liter than petrol?'
They were absolutely stumped by this, bid us good night and told to go and get some rest.
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My version of a close call means getting released ROR from Baltimore Central Booking before getting dope sick. Happened about 5 times so I took that as good luck. Not getting arrested wasn't happening so I learned to settle for not getting sick or going upstairs.
 
i do remember one time i was with my boy in his camerao he into all that racing fast n furious bs but anyway we was flyin down this road and passed a cop ,,,cop had to turn around n put his lights on.. but as soon as we saw him hit his breaks my boy his gassed it and go so far ahead and then made a left and a right and went down this street ended up at a wal mart and we hurried up and went in

not gonna lie that was a rush i didnt have nothin on me but maybe a few pills and weed but it was wild

one time me and my boy both got charged with attempted murder but i got mine dropped and his shit ended up being unarturized use of a firearm in public or some shit to that effect that was a wild night i will post that story some other time
 
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Its funny i was just thinking about this the other day

I used to always buy E's and coke on a friday for the weekend and i had went to my mates right after work to buy a heap of e's and coke , i cant remember why but my mate suggested i should just have a quiet weekend for as change and i agreed which usually i would of been like fack thata quiet weekend , what are they ? lol

So anyway i went back to my own area and met my mate and was chilling out on this hill near my house and this cop somes over and starts asking us what we were doing and ended up searching us, man i was so lucky cos if i had bought the drugs it would of been enough to be done for intent to supply and it wouldnt of been the 1st time and i would of been put in jail this time for sure

It was like my mate that was going to sell me them knew thsi would happen and saved me from it lol
 
Doctor X said:
I was driving home from a late-night video game session and gave a friend a ride back to his place. We stopped for smokes and when we were headed back to his house a cop got behind us. I was closer to my house so I turned into the alley that led to my parking lot and they followed and pulled us over. We were both drunk and coked up and pretty sure we were fucked. They pulled us out of the car and said they smelled beer and my friend say she was drinking and I'd just come to pick him up and give him a ride home, I said I'd had two beers at home.

Right then one of the cops recognizes my friend as the guy they'd arrested for public drunkenness for running around in the street with a samurai sword a few weeks earlier. We pretty much knew we were fucked then. They took him over to their car and questioned him while they made me stand by my car and I tried to casually unroll the bills in my pocket that I'd forgotten were there. Then they came for me.

The cop decided to give me a field sobriety test and decided to be extra dickish about it. He told me to recite the alphabet backwards from T to J, not even the whole alphabet! What he didn't know was that i've practiced saying the alphabet backwards while drunk since I was like 16, for some reason I was convinced it would come in handy some day. Also, the blow hadn't worn off yet so I didn't feel drunk at all. Because of my practice and the help of cocaine, I nailed it without hesitation.

I could tell he was pissed but there was no way he could justify further tests after a test that complicated so he asked where I lived and I pointed 50 yards up the alley. They let us go, I still can't believe we didn't get arrested...
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I thought I was the only person, thankfully I've never had to use it though.
 
smackcraft said:
Its funny i was just thinking about this the other day

I used to always buy E's and coke on a friday for the weekend and i had went to my mates right after work to buy a heap of e's and coke , i cant remember why but my mate suggested i should just have a quiet weekend for as change and i agreed which usually i would of been like fack thata quiet weekend , what are they ? lol

So anyway i went back to my own area and met my mate and was chilling out on this hill near my house and this cop somes over and starts asking us what we were doing and ended up searching us, man i was so lucky cos if i had bought the drugs it would of been enough to be done for intent to supply and it wouldnt of been the 1st time and i would of been put in jail this time for sure

It was like my mate that was going to sell me them knew thsi would happen and saved me from it lol
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That's some amazing luck!
 
I was walking down the street at 2 am with $400 and 22 yellow Mickys in my possession. We get pulled over 1 street away from our destination. The cop searches us like crazy and say me my buddy josh and my boy vinny were looking intoxicated so they asked to take our blood alcohol test. we give it because we were frying not drunk, and after we pass the cops give us curfew tickets (except josh, he was 18+) and let us go.

Another time I got pulled over with almost a full j however they didn't find anything either.

Now I hardly ever have anything in my possession outside of my house so no more worrys :)
 
I'm at my homeboys crib on a lot of gbl, this is when i first got into gbl/ghb, not knowing I was to fucked up to drive. I drive home, it's a 25 minute drive all rural roads.

I make it 20 fuckin minutes with no fuck ups, get 5 minutes from my crib and fall asleep at a fuckin red light. I had about an oz of gbl in a lableless pill bottle that's standing up in my center console.

Anyways I get woken up by the cops, still g'd out like a motherfucker, some how pass the so sobriety test, this wasn't enough though, they found it hard to believe a highschool kid falls asleep at a red light sober, so they search my shit, look every where but never said shit about the bottle of gbl. I nearly cried when they let me go, that little oz would have put me behind bars for some years.
 
LogicSoDeveloped said:
That's some amazing luck!
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i know i honestly would never listen to someone telling me not to tak anything at the weekend and he would of made money from me buying

its so fucking weird man it was like a fucking angel was watching over me

Jools from Pulp Fiction

what ya call it a devine intervention or summin ? ha ha
 
smackcraft said:
Its funny i was just thinking about this the other day

I used to always buy E's and coke on a friday for the weekend and i had went to my mates right after work to buy a heap of e's and coke , i cant remember why but my mate suggested i should just have a quiet weekend for as change and i agreed which usually i would of been like fack thata quiet weekend , what are they ? lol

So anyway i went back to my own area and met my mate and was chilling out on this hill near my house and this cop somes over and starts asking us what we were doing and ended up searching us, man i was so lucky cos if i had bought the drugs it would of been enough to be done for intent to supply and it wouldnt of been the 1st time and i would of been put in jail this time for sure

It was like my mate that was going to sell me them knew thsi would happen and saved me from it lol
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Nice... seems like you were given a 2nd chance by the universe
 
i got found with a load of pills goin into a rave a few years back.

musta been about 50 in 2 bags, the copper knew i was panicing in the handcuffs. did a search on me and having no priors said "im not gna tell the boss these were all yours" gave me my spliff back and let me off wit a massive wakeup call. think they cudnt be arsed with the paperwork + they had bigger fish to fry at a 15k people event.

needless to say i dont walk about with more than i need these days
 
Was driving with this chick in an unregistered and uninsured car. I had a bag with half a liter of GHB, about twenty mdma-pills, a few grams of mdma-chrystals, and about five vials with GHB/mdma mixed together for one hit.. We got onto the freeway, and this chick is high on GHB and blind sort of night blind.. On the on ramp she hits a fucking curb, at 75 kph, but she stays on the road. Then I notice she doesn't have the headlights on :| ... As we are driving on the freeway I see two cop cars on the other side parked in the middle of the road, lightbars flashing. My heart skips a beat as I remember this dude telling me that there is a big multi-agency check on the A1 earlier that day.. As I'm feeling the impending doom we pass by a gas station and I kid you not, there were at least 50 fucking cop cars.. I see dutch police, german police, customs, military police and certain other government vehicles, (welfare, taxes)... I am fucking shitting myself as a cop is blocking the left lane and singnals us to drive in the right lane, I'm thinking I should quickly dump all my shit in a McDonalds cup but there is no-one else behind the last cop, we keep on driving and take the first exit and there is fucking no-one.. I was still paranoid as hell driving back on back roads, but we made it without a scratch..
 
I was with a good friend of mine (a friend I've known since I'm 2). It was a really warm, summer night out and we were just chatting, downing some Jack and had both taken a quarter speed (IF that). We were just having fun on the swings in a highschool park. Neighbor to the school was a big industrial building with a HUGE fucken trash can (I mean 10 feet high, 10 feet wide at least) filled with cardboard.

My friend and I, not too sober, decide it would be cool to just light the shit on fire, go back to the swings and just watch the fire burn. The trash was about 25 feet from the building so we felt it was impossible for any real hazard to occur. So he crawls into the bin by climbing over, I hand him the lighter and remain the look-out. He starts a fire in two corners of the bin, climbs out and we jump back over the fence and sit on the swings maybe 100 yards or more away.

At first all we could see was a bit of smoke, then the smoke got thicker... then we started seeing the flames pop out from the top and not 2 minutes later, the fire had turned into a blazing inferno. It was fucken huge, flames at LEAST 5 feet higher than the bin itself (so roughly 15 feet high), My friend and I immediatley start freaking out, so we run into the woods, with maybe 200 yards now seperating us from the fire. There were about 3 cop cars, there was a phantom cop in a Dodge Charger and, obviously, a firetruck.

I start walking toward my car (which was parked about 50 yards away from the fire (IDIOT!!! I know!!) and as soon as I turn the corner of the school to the parking lot, I see the dodge charger RIGHT next to my car (not 15 feet away from me), so I turn back immediately, push my friend away so that he understand NOT to keep walking toward the car and just spring like a bat out of hell back into the woods.

By this time I'm freaking out and my heart in pounding so hard it's actually hurting my chest and throat. I'm convinced that I'm going to jail and everything.

We stayed in the woods for a good 30 minutes while the cops circled the school and the fire. At one point, we start moving toward his house, which was about a half hour's walk away. We finally make it over to his house where we sit, get our bareings back and he even jumps in his pool to cool down. We come up with an elaborate explanation if ever the cops come knocking or anything and make sure both of us are exactly on the same page.

So we start walking back over to the school where my car is parked and when we get about 300 yards away, we sit on the sidewalk and just observe to see if any cops are still there or if they're still patroling. After a while, we start walking back toward the car, we get in, turn the engine on and I see in my rearview mirror car lights flick on. It was a cop parked on the other side of the fence. All I'm waiting for is for him to turn the sirens on and to pull me over and question me and I'm starting to freak out again. I slowly drive out of the parking lot, make it to the first stop and as soon as I turn the corner I raced the fuck out of there.

So I ended up making it out of there safe and sound. Everything was fine. But I got the shit scared out of me that night. My worst drunken speed-buzz ever!
 
so sick of shoving pipes up my crotch. god damn click it or ticket spots. my husband and i first got pulled over after hotboxing our car in south florida at a click it or ticket. he didn't click it, so she pulled us over to the side and walked right up and said HAI, i smell marijuana, you wanna give it to me now or should i call the dogs?

we only had two joints, and knew this, so when she wanted to search our car we both agreed (we KNEW the car was clean).. so as she's dumping out tea cans with joints in them, she asks my husband to pop the trunk. what does she find? a half oz of shitty ass fucking brown bud, with ONE HUNDRED BUCKS NEXT TO IT. i knew we were fucked from the start but now i knew we were really fucking fucked. my husband had no idea it was in there, neither did i, and i think she could tell in our voices.

i always have the upperhand with girl cops.. they always think my husbands using me and shit and are always so nice to me and favoring with me. she just gave us the "keep going to school, stop smoking weed" lecture to my husband more so and took the bud, money and let us go.. i was like WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

this happened the other day at a click it or ticket. we live in NY, NY cars have licenses on the front, florida cars don't. so we got pulled over right away for just being out of state. my husbands license was suspended.. no reggie.. no insurance.. he was talking about impounding the car. meanwhile i had stuck our glass pipe up my crotch grossly to the point where i threw it out afterwards. there was one of my empty pill bottles in the back when he was giving my husband permission to look for his insurance card that made him go gimmie that empty prescription bottle now. i'm like it's probably mine sir, and he just threw it back in the car after looking at it.

so then he says if my license is valid i can drive. YES! no. i can't drive a stick shift. but i got my first lesson driving away from those fucking pigs on the highway going 60!
 
molly897 said:
so sick of shoving pipes up my crotch. god damn click it or ticket spots. my husband and i first got pulled over after hotboxing our car in south florida at a click it or ticket. he didn't click it, so she pulled us over to the side and walked right up and said HAI, i smell marijuana, you wanna give it to me now or should i call the dogs?

we only had two joints, and knew this, so when she wanted to search our car we both agreed (we KNEW the car was clean).. so as she's dumping out tea cans with joints in them, she asks my husband to pop the trunk. what does she find? a half oz of shitty ass fucking brown bud, with ONE HUNDRED BUCKS NEXT TO IT. i knew we were fucked from the start but now i knew we were really fucking fucked. my husband had no idea it was in there, neither did i, and i think she could tell in our voices.

i always have the upperhand with girl cops.. they always think my husbands using me and shit and are always so nice to me and favoring with me. she just gave us the "keep going to school, stop smoking weed" lecture to my husband more so and took the bud, money and let us go.. i was like WTF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

this happened the other day at a click it or ticket. we live in NY, NY cars have licenses on the front, florida cars don't. so we got pulled over right away for just being out of state. my husbands license was suspended.. no reggie.. no insurance.. he was talking about impounding the car. meanwhile i had stuck our glass pipe up my crotch grossly to the point where i threw it out afterwards. there was one of my empty pill bottles in the back when he was giving my husband permission to look for his insurance card that made him go gimmie that empty prescription bottle now. i'm like it's probably mine sir, and he just threw it back in the car after looking at it.

so then he says if my license is valid i can drive. YES! no. i can't drive a stick shift. but i got my first lesson driving away from those fucking pigs on the highway going 60!
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not trying to be rude, and i totally support the method, but hearing about a female putting illegal stuff in their crotch has to be one of the funniest things I hear on occasion. You're totally smart for doing it though, I would if I was a girl if I had to.

sorry lol, really stoned too
 
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