Well, this is just a little story out of my life. This all happened to me last night. Nothing bad happened, or good. Just got scared for a bit. So my friend B hits me up, and swings by my house because we're exchanging some stuff. I get out to the car and ask if he wants to roll and blaze, since ive got a sack and my spoon on me. I hop and we cruise and burn a bowl. We decide to roll a joint, but dont want to drive around with the dome light on for obvious reasons, so I tell my friend's girlfriend, whose driving, to pull in this little park for a second so i can roll. Well, just about the time I pull out my sack, a car pulls in the park. My friend tells me that its a cop and to stash the shit. I dont even look at the car, i just stash my spoon and sack in a little compartment. Smoke is actually rolling out of the car, and no one was smoking. I was scared shitless at this point. Not because of my weed and pipe, but the 25 valium 10s in my pocket that I don't have a script for. That's a big no-no. The cop asks if everything is ok. We tell him Bs girlfriend is sick, and we only pulled over for a minute. He asks one more time if anything else is going on, and we say no obviously. The funniest part - this was a K9 unit and the entire time the dog in the back is going NUTS. I thought this dog was coming through the rear-side window at me. Anyways, the cop leaves without even so much as asking a name. He only asked Bs girl where she lived. I'm pretty sure he knew what was up, but let us go since we were just chillin in a pretty secluded spot keepin to ourselves. Close call though.