Experiences with undercover cops?

hmmm thats pretty interesting, but i do encounter munchies alot

 

there was a thread about this earlier.

 

yeah, iunno, to lazy to search for it lol. but it was a pretty lengthy story about some dude wanting to "trade pot" like it was some fucking pokemon cards haha.

 

Only ever had one bad run in with undercovers, apart from random searches, move along's etc.

Walking home from work in the city one night pretty late at around 1am. A fresh commodore, lowered, rims, pulls up next to me as im walking.. I take a look at the car and keep walking, one guy in the front opens his door and yells "FUCKING STAY THERE!!!" so of course i don't stay there i keep walking then i see the 2 back doors open and people get out (there all well built, big guys) and start coming at me so at this point i start running. They keep yelling STOP FUCKING RUNNING and bunch of other stuff, pretty much im gonna get you cunt.

I made it about 500 meters before i got tackled to the ground, someone had my hands behind my back and i was awaiting a beating. Then one of them starts screaming at me "why were you running, why the fuck were you running!!" freakin me out haha i didnt say anything meanwhile everything is gettin jacked from my pockets (i couldnt even move), then, and only then, one shoves a badge right in my face and says were police so tell us why the fuck you were running.

Was kind of relieved at this point, to a degree, that i wasnt gonna get bashed but they made me lie on ground for a good 10 minutes while they asked me all these dumb questions like "where is your friend? we saw him in the car with you" and telling me they knew i was guilty because i was running away. I just kept saying the same thing I just finished work walking down the street minding my own business and 4 big guys tell me to fucking stay there and come at me agressively, so of course im going to run if they said police i would have stayed.

in the end they got bored with me and told me i can go, they let me stand up and one of them is holding my phone, wallet, pouch of tobacco, change etc. i reach to take it from him and he just drops it on the floor, baccy all over the ground, phone screen broke, change everywhere. I said wtf and they just walked back to there car and drove off. i stood there for about 5 minutes wondering what the fuck just happened.


Was heaps pissed off about my phone, cuz it went from my phone getting taken to realising its not gonna get taken to it being fucking broken.

 

i was at a bar once in New Braunfels, Texas and this casually dressed crew cut hispanic guy was sitting with some other casually dressed crew cut white guys with Polo shirts. the hispanic guy comes up to me and starts talking to me.

hispanic guy: hey buddy, i normally don't do this but me and my friends are from out of town and you look like you could help us out.

me: what do you mean?

hispanic guy: can you help us "score"?

me: (playing dumb and having some fun with the narc) you guys trying to get some pussy? just buy them a few drinks and talk to them, its not that hard.

hispanic guy: nah i mean we're trying to "score a fix" can you get any blow?

me: i don't do drugs

hispanic guy: you don't know any dealers?

me: i just told you i don't do drugs.

seriously, who the fuck uses the term "score a fix"??? as if it wasn't obvious enough the dudes a narc then he has to go and say that?? and really, blow? what year does this guy think we're in? 1978? what a jackass. you'd have to be a moron to fall for that gimmick. Miami Vice wannabe motherfuckers

 

18 years ago, Portland Oregon, NW 21st

My niece was having a new years party, and had somehow managed to set her futon on fire with a voitive candle. The smell was horrific. She called me to help. As we were trying to wrestle the scorched mattress out into the hall, two odd looking overly clean cut young men showed up, seemingly out of nowhere, and kept asking over and over again where the "weed" was -in a very insistant and pushy way. Since everyone at the party had dropped, my niece's friends were standing there staring at the cops like a bowl full of goldfish who had taken a lot of really good acid (everyone here who has done LSD knows that look, I'm sure). I was sober, and managed to get the confused cops to help me haul the burned futon down to the trash room, then I locked them out of the building by directing them through the wrong door.

No one at the party had any weed. Undercover officers can't tell the difference between a burning futon and cannabis. And they don't know what do when people just stare at them. It was like Village of the Damned meets the Maybury PD.

 

mone was alot like this, some dude rolls up, jumps out and says stay the fuck there, so me thinking im gonna get my ass kicked, i dip the fuck out, make it like 30 or 35 steps and get laid out on cement, so im bleding all over and the douche is like why the hell did you just run away from a cop, and i was just like "cause i thought you were gonna jump me" so he let me go and told me to go home. scary as hell

 

I'm walking down the street at like 2 or 3 in the morning, and as i try to cross the street a car cuts me off. The piggie rolls down the window and we have the following convo.

pig: where's it at, man?
me: wheres what at?
pig: dope, bro
me: what kind of dope?
pig: that shit you smoke, man I'm lookin to rock one up.
me: you mean roll one up?
pig: yeah. you don't know anyone who we can jack up a dub from?
me: no, now get the fuck out of here I'm not gonna rob anyone
pig: you don't need to, bro I got money
me: you just said you were lookin for someone to jack
pig: umm... yeah, I'm tryin to jack up a sack but if you wanna rob 'em for it I'm down
me: you have no clue what you're talking about. you've got to be the dumbest fuckin narc I've ever seen. now get the fuck out of here.
pig: you've got alot of nerve barking orders at me if you think I'm a cop.
me: and you've gotta use that McDonald's academy rejected brain of yours to learn the definition of a street term BEFORE you go around using phrases that barely make sense.

He drives away and I proceed to holler out "fuckin dumbass".

 

yooo man your really tough you cursed at a cop

nobody mess with this kid he SAYS FUCK YOU TO THE LAW

TO THE LAW

 

This happened a couple months ago...I'd say its a good one

My friend was sure that somebody was watching his house....

His house is where the party goes down on friday/saturday nights you know... and were constantly in and out on the weekdays blazin and whatnot...

So after classes one day I'm blazing with him and my friend M... and were chatting about how its either a detec watching his house (maybe thought he was selling cause theres always people in and out of his house) or somebody wanting to kill him..

My friend M had to bounce, and about 35mins later he calls us saying he got pulled over right when he got on the main street from leaving my friends house... the cop was maddd sketch and just wanted to "chat" with him and look around the vehicle... his car was clean but he didnt want the cop to search.. so he let him go..

so obviously its a cop watching the house..

This ENRAGED my friend who owns the house...And now he wants to aproach the car watching his house, I'm saying fuck that hes gonna shoot us and its gonna be a - drug dealers tried to kill a cop so he kills us - closed case kinda deal.. so I'm begging my friend not to go confront who ever the hell was in this car.. but I couldnt let him go alone

5 minutes later I find myself high as shit with my buddy walking towards a black honda with a man on it... the dude gets on his cell phone as soon as were within 15 feet of the car..

We get to the car the guys on his cell and my friends like can you roll down the window? the guy in the car says hes waiting for someone in the house hes infront of to come out so he can drive them to the airport...

My friend is now yelling "BULL SHIT YOU'VE BEEN HERE FOR HOURS EVERYDAY FOR 2 WEEKS NOW TAKE THE FUCK OFF" I'm sitting there thinking "omfg the cops are def. comming" the dude in the cars like "I'm not breaking any laws sitting in this neighborhood, I'm calling the cops"

the cops were there within 30seconds of him saying that..

we had to explain to the cops he was concerned about this man watching his house, and all the cops had to say was "for all you know thats a undercover police officer patrolling trafic in this neighborhood, now return to your house or we'll take you for blahblahblah"

since, I believe they are watching the house in a different way...or stopped cause it was a waste of time? who knows? but I'm always concerned leaving his house with bud...

 

at my citys local smoke spot, its a parking lot and dunes that go back to Lake Michigan, there was a Green Explorer that sat in the parking lot everyday while deals were going on and minors were smoking cigarettes. he would just sit there and watch us. I think he and the cops are just waiting for a chance to get a big bust, so he doesnt waist his time on petty shit.

 

Dude you need to watch yourself its no coincidence a pair of plain clothes cops came into the store with you I think there on to you be careful.

 

so wait.... how do you know they were undercover cops lol? Couldnt they just be a strange, socially awkward couple...?

 

my school is narc central. and my 2 homies got busted by a UC right by the school. but ya, some narcs are so obvious, like they "transfer" and in 1 day are asking for bud. i mean, if i transfered, i guess the 1st thing id do is find where the buds at, but still.

 

cool that you got away, reminds me of this time.

Me and a friend smoked hotboxed a couple joints and after we went into a small coffeshopp reeking and she whisepered to me that there was a cop inside.

so I turn around and see a nerdy kid walk in so im thinkin she was just makin a joke so I laugh and say really loud "oh I thought you said there was a cop in here." and she gave me a werid look and looked down at her magazine.

two mins later a cop walks out and im like oh shit there really was a cop in here lol. she was like "told you" haha