Well first off, I know this can be a trippy or touchy subject, but I had to share this experience I recently had with the police. Me and two friends are hotboxing blunts and cruisin' around the outskirts of our home city at about 2am. Midway through blunt #3, we were headed down a road and came up to a road closed sign blockin the way and a cop with his lights on right next to it. being as high as we were, we were confused as fuck at what was happening and didn't know what to do. well, my friend who was driving decided to pull up about 6 feet from the cop, open the window, and ask him if we could get through or if we had to pull a u-turn on this narrow ass road. within about 5 seconds of him opening the window to talk to the cop, smoke was visible escapin the car, the air reeked of marijuana, we realized the blunt was still burning, and we found out the cop was also a k9 drug unit because the dog in the backseat started going ballistic; it was clawin, barking, and jumpin like crazy. somehow, despite these ridiculous circumstances, we were able to finish talkin to the cop, turn around, drive off, finish the blunt, and go on our merry way without the cop stopping us. we were all pretty much 100% sure were we getting busted that night and yet the cop somehow failed to put it all together and realize we were high as a hell.