So close....

Discussion in 'Real Life Stories' started by eclipsedesign, Nov 12, 2006.

  1. It was carnival night in our local town so we decided to go and pre-roll a few joints as it was pretty windy. We find this sheltered spot behind a local supermarket and sit down and have a few beers while we roll some joints.
    About 10 minutes passes and we're rolling another joint when two policemen walk around the corner :eek: we're obviously pretty scared at this point but we remain sat on the wall. My friend Will quickly chucks the blunt we were smoking and the whole area stinks of weed...The policemen asks two of my friends their age (they're drinking alcohol, legal age in the uk is 18), they say they are 17 and the policeman picks up all of our beer and pours it down the drain.. *sobs*
    He then asks us if we have anything on us and pats each of us down in turn. He comes to me, pats my pockets and there is a clunk of a tin (FUCK I'm thinking) but he just moves on to the next person.
    After giving the two people a lecture about drinking underage they leave.... COMPLETELY MISSING the grinder, kingskins, hash, bud, lighter and tin!!!

    We were so lucky to get away with that one... Hope you liked the story ;)
     
  2. Yeah, good one. probably everyone has a story about the time they didn't get busted. It's quite common.

    I was at a party once, needed to piss bad, but couldn't get to the toilet. I went outside and pissed in the lane at the side of the tenament. About half way through a copper appears. I had a spliff (about the size of a fucking cucumber) hanging out of my mouth. Oops!

    He says, "Did you know it's illegal to urinate in public?". "Ahh, sorry mate, couldn't reach the toilet". The copper shakes his head, and walks off again.

    Actually, that's not my story, but a friend of mines. A good one, though.

    In my old locale, the local bobbies used to drink with us in the bar, and come out the back for a toke, talk about their tripping experiences as young pre-coppers. Good bunch of lads.

    That is mine (I have a few "not busted" ones, too), and it shows that while the government and policy makers need the "war on drugs" to continue for their own reasons, real bobbies are a bit more in touch with actual reality. Not all of them, but a significant proportion.

    -mu
     
  3. lol awsome u posted this up i was jst about too, yer it was deff a close one, i cant belive they didnt smell my blunt lol. cherers again for the leaf eclipse :)
     
  4. waste ma thats close i got a story lyk dat,
    me and some mates (i now hate). went to this park fun day, we were that bored! and all the time we ahd this po po choper above us, iwas lyk fuk u guys im gone i got weed one me. no no stay so im did...

    20 mins later choper other end of park we hop fence getin in 4 free

    smoek sum weed there with sum random kids, cops geting nearer, we left we beign me n these new kids go behind shop start rollin up... choper we say fuk this i nab teh gear n bug out. other 2 kids get busted the gurl who i knew rated me but i was logn gone

    i hate cops n bitchs
     
  5. That reminds me of a time last febuary when me & some homies are tokin up on this street in our neighboorhood that we THOUGHT was chill.
    We got this little one hitter and we're hittin it, we're already fuckin blazed so I dont even know why we were smokin. But anywayz this popo rolls up quick and I throw the one hitter on the ground and stick the bud in a zipper pocket in my coat that's hidden and kind of and hard to see.
    The cop searches us all, finding nothin on my friends (cuz they were clean) and then searches me and pats right down my pocket w/ the bud in it and doesnt even feel it! After about 10 minutes of the pig trying to interrigate us into bein thrown in the slammer, he fails and basically says "fuck you, I'll get you next time" then peels out to go catch some REAL criminals.
     
  6. yeh tru i had my fair share of police encounters

    but i cant be bothered writin em all out

    only thing i can remember worth mentioning was when i got caught wit a gram at the train station, busted by undercover cops cause i was tagging on the seats haha o well

    so i got the pat down shit and they searched my wallet and found the bud, escorted back to the station and all that shit.

    they even took my ciggies because i was like 17 i think (and u cant buy tobacco till ur 18) which sucked

    so then i had to go to court, for some fucked up reason, front the judge and blab some lie about how i was just curious what weed was and just wanted to try it once, and that im not a regular drug user etc

    so i copped a $100 fine and shit, just a complete waste of time and fucking around, and cops probably smoked my ciggies, and the fuckin pot i had.


    fucking cunts.
     

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