Close Encounters.....with COPS! [Share your stories!]

[iGetStOOpiD]

So me and two of my friends were walking down to some party, and we had a two 40's, 1/8, and a peice on us. we decide to chug the 40s before we got there so we turned off the main road drank them. now we are probably 2 blocks away from were we had the 40s and two cops come pull over next to us and asked what we were doing and all that stuff. then the search the bag that we had the 40s and a medicine bottle with hella stems in but they didnt find that. and meanwhile this kid we were with who was carring the pipe and 1/8 just walked off without the cops even noticed. and that basicly saved our asses.

[MexicanRadio]

(First of all, before I start my funny story, I wanna say "Ahh! Real Monsters!" is probably the best show ever to the OP)

So, a few friends and I were drivin' around town one night, smokin' a blunt, windows rolled up, tryin' to be secret about it and we stopped at a stoplight, still smokin', got techno music blaring out the speakers when a cop rolls up behind us. We're like the only ones at the stoplight besides one car at the one adjacent to us, we're just sittin' there, I take a few puffs, tell my friend it's his and he turns around and he's like "Fuck", around real quick, I'm like "What?", he's like "Don't look back, dude." so, of course, I think he's fuckin' with my, I'm stoned as shit, I look back, and there's the cop car, two cops from what I could see, sittin' behind us at the light. Next thing I know, he's pulling up in the next lane to us. The second cop in the passenger seat is watchin' through the window, so I just make it look like I'm smokin' a cigarette. It's nighttime so it looks almost exactly like it. Next thing this cop does is roll down his window and signal to my friend to roll down his, so he does and we're scared shitless, this is going in like slow motion, and my friend's all like "What's up?" and the cop goes, "You guys gonna go?"...we're like Holy shit, this is like the beginning of super troopers isn't it? My friend looks ahead of him and it's a green light...we're all like *Sigh of relief*...I'm pretty sure the cop could tell but it was a close encounter none-the-less.

[catalysto]

most if not all of these stories have examples of the people involved voluntarily giving up their fourth and fifth amendment rights, getting them closer to trouble or actually arrested. Please please please go to flexyourrights.org or your local ACLU chapter and read up on your rights, its very easy to just have to talk to an officer and then leave, even if your in a vehicle.

[andtheyalllaugh]

Me and a mate were going to Infinity (a mad trippy light show thing in australia) and snuck down to the beach for a quick joint. just after we got back up from our j, 4 cops walked straight past. so scary.

[new buddy]

Originally Posted by andtheyalllaugh

Me and a mate were going to Infinity (a mad trippy light show thing in australia) and snuck down to the beach for a quick joint. just after we got back up from our j, 4 cops walked straight past. so scary.

if you think thats a close encounter then try smoking in manhattan.... theres cops crawling all over that island... smoking in central park is so nice tho

[pacfan213]

Well about a year ago, me and three friends were on the way to a concert. When we were almost there we sparked up the first of our two fat blunts and finished it right before we got to the parking garage. We still had another fatty and all of us wanted to smoke it before we went it, so we decided to try and find a secluded spot inside the garage to smoke. I drove up to almost the top floor and at this point there are only five or six cars on the entire level. I look around for the least sketchy parking spot, and see a car parked in the corner with an empty parking spot on both sides. At first instinct I pulled into the spot directly next to the wall. Right as we are about to light up, I saw a huge guy peek his head around the corner and watch us.

He comes over and I, sketched as fuck, roll down my window and start talking to him. He knew what we were doing because I was positive he saw my friend with the blunt, and smelled the smoke from our first blunt. Turns out he was only trying to sell us tee-shirts but he kept giving us these really sketchy looks. I sucked up and bought one (totally overpriced) just so this guy would leave us alone. Eventually he left, but not after continuing to watch us for a few more minutes.

Because the concert was starting soon, more and more cars began parking close to us, so I decided to move a few spaces over in between two empty cars. We then proceed to spark up the blunt and smoke it for a good ten minutes. The whole time we were smoking, it was sketchy as hell because people kept walking by, pointing and laughing at us. We all kept trying to keep an eye out the window, but it was getting harder and harder due to all the smoke. When we had about a third of the blunt left, it was to the point where we couldn't see shit around us, and I got this really weird feeling in my stomach. I told my friends that we should stop and save it for the ride home, and two of them agreed but the third kept bitching out on us and told us to finish it. Since I was driving, I told him to fuck off, took the blunt, and put it out. He proceeded to get all pissed off and opened the door to get out. All of the windows were up when we smoked so I knew smoke was pouring out of the car and it must have reeked for the people around us.

The next thing I hear is my other friend in the back say "Holy fucking shit dude, get out of here NOW" I looked to see what he was staring at and saw four cops searching a car that was parked in the spot I had parked in ititially. I made eye contact with one of them, and then the four of us booked it to the staircase leading down. We stopped to catch our breath and then I realized that I left everything in my car. My keys were still in my ignition, a bag of weed was sitting in a cupholder, and the tickets were in my glovebox. I had to go back, so me and one friend crept back, slipped in the car real quickly and got everything straightened out. When we got back out, I looked over and that same cop just stood there staring at us. We got outta there as fast as we could without making it look suspicious, but that cop knew what was up.

I am almost positive that the guy that I bought the shirt off of called the cops on a car that was parked in that spot. I'm not sure if the people in the car that parked there were smoking, but the cops really tore that car apart looking for stuff.



Another time, only a few days ago, me and a different three friends decided to fishbowl my car with my friends kick ass bong. We smoked a good 4 bowls and had that car hotboxed as shit. We then proceeded to go get gas, and as I was leaving, I fucked up and pulled a U-Turn at a light that had a sign that said specifically "No U-Turn." I ended up having to make a three point turn to complete it and about 20 feet away in a parking lot across the street there was a cop that immediatly pulled us over. I didn't have my registration on me, and my insurance expired two hours earlier (this was at 2 AM.) I ended up talking my way out of everything, and got away with just a warning. I don't know how she didn't know what was up because we were all scared shitless (we had two bongs, two bubs, and about an ounce on us altogether.)

[brokensteel]

About six months ago, I was staying at a friends house for a few days. One night, we set out on a blunt ride, which always turns into an adventure. We get the genius idea of smoking in the park, which is in downtown. I've smoked there before and never had a problem. Hell, I've even bought weed from some guys that hang out down there.

We're walking along the sidewalk smoking a nice joint when we notice a car with its headlights on up ahead. It's a cop. We stop dead in our tracks, which was conveniently underneath a street light. I don't know what we were thinking, maybe it was "If we don't move, he won't see us."

As we're standing there, the cop gets out of his car and looks dead at us. What do we do? We run like hell. We cut across the open grass area of the park, then underneath a bridge. We crawl up inside a little cubbyhole in the bridge and sit there. All I'm worried about is the cop. I keep sticking my head out, peaking around the corner. I turn back, and my friend had already fired the fucking joint up again. "Dude, chill and smoke this." I did.

The cop was gone and all was good.

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One day, my friend and I were out riding around. After smoking a fatass blunt, we pull off at a store, which is usually a hangout spot, to get some food and drinks. We're in the car, happily smoking our cigarettes, when I notice a black Charger pulling up behind us.

I point it out to my friend and he tells me it's just Eric, a guy that drives the exact same car...or so it seemed. Next thing I know, someone is knocking on the window, flashing a badge. SHIT! They instruct us to get out of the car and begin asking us dozens of questions.

They search the car, finding about about an ounce of weed, each in quarter sacks. The cop I was dealing with (a total prick), proceeds to TELL me that I'm dealing. I deny it, pointing out to him that each sack was a different strain, which was the truth.

Turns out, it was the head narcotics investigator for the sheriff's department and his protege. At this point, I was sure I was going to jail, not only for possession, but distribution as well. Maybe even contribution, since my friend was a minor at the time.

For some odd reason, they confiscate our weed and send us on our way, which NOW, was to meet up with our dealer. After that, everyone deemed us as snitches. Which kind of sucked, but we dealt with it. Even found a better dealer with better green.

[NYCdeisel]

Few years ago, in the middle of winter, there was a snow storm earlier in the day so there was fesh snow eerywear, an it got to the pefect softness for snowballs. So me and a friend start off thowing snow balls at cars near this highway downtown, until another riend comes and eventually one car stops and dude gets out so we run, and ive got lots of crap in my pockets and then my friend is like "wait what are we doing? we should be smoking bud!" i concur, so we find a spot to sit down(a snowy bench 1 foot off the ground) less than 20 feet away in a park. The 3 of us sit down, and spark a few bowls, ater my friend dropping little bts of bud in the snow snce it was so dark. After we are done we are all pretty high so we decide to walk around the park. Eventually we find some swings and ironically as we swing hgher up i say "haha look how HIGH i am" and at that point we see some sketchy lookin dudes wth lie mets and kicks hats/jackets and looked real fake, no one suspected they were cops until we get up to leave the swing aea and one of the dudes is like "Hey! you guys come talk to me for a sec" THATS when we all realize its an undercover/plain clothes cop. They ask if we were tagging cuz they saw some graffiti soewhere and said "dont worry we wont get you in trouble" we all say no and they tell us to empty our pockets checking for cans,markers,ect. Meanwhile, in my coat pocket i have a stash can litterally filled with weed, and a glass spoon in my pants pocket. Luckily, they only checked my coat pockets since it would have been hard to get to my pants pockets. They check everything, my friend had a nickle bag in the pocket they checked, but he was slick and tucked it into the corner. We continue walking through the park fucking with snow until we cant feel our limbs and then i dont remmeber ater that. An the cop just took the can out, and didnt even question it.

[merekere]

haha funny that the last story involved graffiti....

I had been awake for 2 days straight drinking, smoking, doin whutever chilling with a bunch of friends in Queens. The 2 kids i was with, A and B wanted to go painting, i didnt really feel like it cus i was soooo tired but they were like "fuck you your coming dont ditch us" so me and the 2 friends take off. we were going to these long island rail road tracks in Queens where its supposed to be chill to paint at daytime. So we are walkin the tracks goin to the wall wewere going to paint, and pass a backyard with a happy white family barbecueing. They all look at us and give us dirty looks and were all like whutever, i ask my friend if he thinks they are gonna call the cops and he says "i dunno whutever" (mistake numba 1). So we keep walking, get to the spot and start painting. I finish my shit, and my friend is finishing up his shit when we hear WOOP WOOP a cop car. We all figure its not for us since basically nobody could see us at the spot, it was all fenced in or walled in with trees around so no1 on the street could see us. We keep painting for about 5 minutes when all of a sudden some dude is walkin threw the brush towards us. I am on probation so i immediately become alert and start walkin the opposite way. He comes out of the brush and immediately pulls out a badge from under his shirt and says DONT FUCKING MOVE! At this point he was DIRECTLY across 2 sets of train tracks from me, about 10 feet away. Immediately, my friend and i start running one way and the other friend runs the other way. We are darting down the tracks and i see the cop is RIGHT behind us. I am running right next to my friend who is fatter than me and he is gainin about 5 feet on me (i dunno how, i gues cus i was tired) and i said FUCK THIS and take a quick right. Throw myself over a fence and get stuck on it, stabbing into my stomach. At this point im scared for my life, knowing im gonna end up in jail. I was literally hanging upside down completely caught onto this fence looking threw the other side of it in the direction to the tracks in which i was running on. The cop runs RIGHT by me !!!! towards my friend, 'B'. so im like HOLY FUCKING SHIT and i shake myself off, fall to the ground, get up, AND Keep running. I take a left, right, left right, left, right ducking into alleys and runnin down random streets asking everybody where the train is so i can get the fuck out of there. Nobody knew here the train was, so i hopped on a random bus. called my friends none of them were picking up. next day in mid afternoon i get a call from Central Bookings where both A and B were locked up waiting to see the judge. They both got caught, A ran the other way and immediately got surrounded by 5 cops, and B, got caught by the cop who was chasing me. The cops in the precinct were saying "2 out of 3, 3rd one dissappeared" They told me that they had them haandcuffed sitting on the tracks for about 1 hour while they were scanning the streets for me. I got fucking lucky.

[Tjyoda]

Originally Posted by DaN-

I have posted this before, but I'll post it again for the sake of keeping this thread going.


(Kinda long)

This happened like two-three months ago.

I was riding in a jeep with 5 other "friends", we were headed to go smoke a couple of blunts. A couple of blocks away from where we planned to smoked, we get pulled over for having to many passengers in the car and mainly because of our moronic friend who was sitting on top of the back seat of the car, basically hanging out of it(the top was down). (We told the dumbass to sit down because of the cops, but he choice not to listen to us.)

So as I see the cop pulling a U-turn and lighting up his sirens, I spring into action. I take the two dime sacks out of my pocket, take my shoe off and place the bags under the sole of my shoes. I couldn't quite get my shoe completely back on though and since the back seat was packed, it was a struggle to get it on. The cop saw me struggling and asked me what I was doing, I replied I was tying my shoe. He kept a mental note of it, I assume. After talking to the driver in private. The cop instructed all of us to get out of the car 1 by 1. My moronic friend who we got pulled over because got out 1st. The cop told us that he had the right to search us because he saw tiny pieces of weed on the floor of the car. My moronic friend was to stupid to even hide the bud before we got pulled over and the cop found it on him. He got cuffed.

While he was getting cuffed this is when my other friend who is a real good friend of mine, lets call him M, went into motion and carefully took the two dime sacks out of his pocket and stuck it in his boxers real slick like w/o letting the cop see him and perfect timing because the cop called back up and they just arrived. It was 1 K9 Unit, and two other cop cruisers. M got searched next and according to him while the cop was frisking him the bags fell to his knees, but since he had skinny jeans on the cop wasn't able to feel them. They didn't find anything on him. I thought he was fucked for sure.

The passenger in the front seat also had a bag on him, but hid it some where in the car and the cops weren't able to find it. My other friend got searched to, but he had nothing on him. I was left last and my heart was racing. The cop frisked me and searched my pockets. He told me to take my shoes off and kick my feet back.(He knew I was fucking around with my shoes earlier) I took my left shoe off 1st and kicked my foot back. He searched my sock and then slammed my shoe against the concrete so if anything was stuck by the top it would come down. I then took my right shoe(where i placed the bud) off and kicked my foot back, he searched my sock and then *MOMENT OF SILENCE* he slammed my shoe against the pavement and looked at my shoes and NOTHING! He didn't find it. I was literally speechless. I was so relieved I put my shoe back on and sat on the curb as the happiest man alive. The cops took our information and we left.


I don't talk to the kid who got cuffed anymore btw.

Quick thinking always saves the day my friend. Excellent work.

[Feraltoker]

This one isn't great, but I am pretty careful usually so don't get into many hairy situations. I was packing a bowl in my friend's car while I was waiting for him to come out of the house. I had my jar (with a quad of dank) open on the drivers seat. Needless to say, I should have been more discreet. Right as I was picking the bud apart and loading it in my pipe, a cop drove by very slowly. To my surprise, he never turned back around.

Oh, I just remembered an even better close call I had. Friends B, G, and I decide to go steal a Magnolia sign for a friend's birthday (we all like the Dead) at 1:30 am. The sign is in a neighborhood right off campus, so there are government sponsored gang members everywhere. I brought about 5 different wrenches and had them all in my pants pocket, covered by my jacket. Friend B has a nice big joint in his pocket so that we can have a victory smoke after stealing the sign. We start trying to take off the sign from a pole about 9 feet high. I have to stand on G's shoulders to do this, making one hell of a lot of noise. I decide that we can't get this one off, so we walk down to the next sign. This one has a different bolt pattern so I know I can get it off. Unfortunately, it is right next to a street light and is real fuckin sketchy. We start unscrewing it, then decide it is too risky; we are clearly visible. I kid you not, right after I get down I notice a car (SUV) driving slowly towards us. I can recognize crown vic cop cars by the headlights, but the SUV's are more difficult. I tell my friends to act casual because I suspect it might be a cop. Sure enough, it is a cop. We are all thinking, "Fuck! We must have gotten called in for stealing signs. Surely, this cop will search us and find the joint as well." The cop flips a uie and turns on his sirens. Within a minute, 3 more cops pull up. By this point, we are all about to shit ourselves. The cop starts questioning us and I tell him we were just taking a walk and de-stressing from finals. They tell us that 3 people matching our EXACT description (of course ) of 3 guys who were running around smashing up houses with baseball bats. Friend G looks down with his hands open and says sarcastically, "Well looks like we are good to go then, no baseball bats." I had to try hard at this point to restrain myself from laughing. After that the cops starts searching friend G while the other cop searched our information. Luckily, we cleared before the cop started searching either friend B or me! The cops left (without apologizing for freaking us out or wasting our time) and we light up the joint as the cops drive off. No sign, but a victory for us!

I've got a good painting story too, but I'll save that for some other time.

This is a great thread, let's keep it going guys (and gals)!

[bammie cammie]

sitting at entrance of T in the park music festival in a circle with friends, got an 8th in my pocket (not a huge amount but still) when two policeman and a sniffer dog come up to us. My friend on the opposite side of the circle (about 2 feet from me) begins petting the dog unaware of what I have, the police say we're in the way and tell us to move on and the police dog wonders off appearing to have another scent.

Close call, I was relying on green rather than beer so if it got confiscated, I would have been quite bummed. Lucky days for me

Perhaps the dog was searching for other "substances".

[jakeyjohn1]

Ok it is like 7pm on a nice summer evening and me and two of my good friends are just chilling on the top floor of this mall parking garage, Redmond Town Center for anyone who knows it. I had just spent the day trying to pick up an ounce of sour D, but this dealer was being a dick. Instead of just saying, "I don't have it" he kept saying, "dude in an hour." Any ways so I ended up wasting a day and didn't have anything on me. Me and my friends are just waiting for this old friend to show up so we can go see a movie. For once we were doing something completely legal.

So this cop pulls up and parks in the middle of the row, doesn't even pull into a spot, and just sits there talking on his walky. We don't think anything of it since we weren't doing anything wrong.

Naturally the cop gets out and asks us for our IDs. As soon as he takes them like 2 more cop cars roll up. We get separated and they keep accusing us of dealing weed (some jackass told the mall cops we were). They are trying everything in order to get us to confess as even more cops show up.

Then a K9 unit rolls up. This is where I get worried, we had hot boxed my car just the other day and one of my friends even spilled a bowl in it. I was literally finding pieces of smokable MJ for 2 weeks. Anyway these cops say the accusation and the fact that we weren't, "cooperating" was enough for them to search our cars. They threatened to impound our cars if the dog confirmed drugs unless we confessed. Well I knew i was screwed so I told them some BS about an old friend bringing weed in my car or something. Somehow the guy searching my car with his dog didn't see the weed on the floor in my backseat so I was good .

After another 40 min of these cops tearing apart our cars they finally give up and leave. We are pretty shaken up so we decide to go get Slurpees. Guess who gets the exact same idea as us. THE COPS THAT JUST SEARCHED US. we waited in line with them and everything lol.

Wanna know the best part? a couple weeks later I find a good 8th of nice dank in my car that I had completely forgot about. I guess the hiding spot I use in my car is pretty good if even a K9 unit couldn't find it !

[nirvana828]

Okay so me and my best friend lets call him A just got done doing a lot of work for the day. We decide we should just chill n go to sleep on a blunt. Theres this chill spot on campus thats surrounded by trees and behind a huge garden called alumni circle that was built in like 1967, pretty much a perfect chill spot at 3 in the morning (smoked there numerous times before).

Well we rolled our sensi n we were on our way with me, A, and 2 of A's friends from architecture class. We start cheefing and our like half way through when these Temple po po ride by, little do we know, 2 min. later they turn around to he entrance of Alumni. All the bud we had was rolled in the L, so we didnt have to worry about that (friend of A only had the empty baggy, didnt get charged).

Well me being the deviant/fiend for Mary Jane I am, I stuck the roach right in my pocket. Well the Temple cops searched my pockets and said that I was good (most chill cops ever). Then, the city police officer came and since the Temple cop said I was good, he just asked me where the roach was or "other baggy" and I was like we didn't have any empty baggies just the stuff we were smoking and I told him I threw the roach in the bushes where we were smoking cause it was really small and done.

He believed me and let me go and was interupted like 10 min. after he arrived to go attend to a hit n run or some shit. Although, the state cop pretty much said hes going try and get my tuition revoked because Congress just passed a new law that if a college student has any drug convictions (smoking pot?, which idk how they could get me with that), that his/her financial aid from the state will be taken away.

The city cop was pretty much getting in my face yelling at me demanding I tell him where the buddha was at but I didn't give in and just said all we had was a roach that I threw.

The Temple po po were pretty much just like "dont do it on campus" and stay out if you do, which is pretty much what they did last time when they caught my friend with his double bubbler when they told him to destroy it and never come back to TU hahaha <3 them young dudes unless the cop was just that stupid that he didn't feel the roach in my pocket but I doubt it .

[Dripping`]

Nothing too serious.. I will keep it short and sweet.

The other day me and a friend decide to go grab some lunch somewhere, we burn down 2 bowls of headies on the way there.. we get our sandwiches and what not and we decide.. hey lets head back to the crib, eat and pop in some curb your enthusiasm. So we pull out of the parking lot and take a right turn in a left turn only.. (signs are hard to see).

Cop slowly rolls by... we're like WTF? she was just dogging us... roll down the windows.
We pull out and she pulls a U and follows us, so we're quickly hiding shit. Well.. in my car I keep all illegal things in the glovebox, and everything I would quickly need to give to a cop in my center console.. the layout in his car is different. So great, I stash the bowl in the glove compartment not thinking... "Liscence and registration please?" my buddy leans over to open the glove and I whisper as quiet as possible... "careful" He see's the bowl and kinda knocks it into the back of the glove compartment while quickly grabbing his registration.. my heart was beating like crazy. She ended up just being really rude to us and tell us that we need to pay attention.. let us off with a warning.