Back before I was a legal Marijuana Patient, I usually had some pretty close calls with John Q. Law. One time, I was smokin' a joint outside a closed down Mervins dept store with my co-worker. I was putting the container I was holding the joints in my inner jacket pocket when a cop car slowly creeps not 3 feet infront of me, rolls down his window and stares me down. Now, atleast when I'm high, my first reaction is to act as casual as possible...so I stared at him back and he kept driving off. Came back again but by that time, we were getting into the car and leaving. Anyone else had some really close calls with the po-pos? Doesn't have to be weed related. Sorry if this has been brought up before but I just felt like this was appropriate to post while I'm really high right now and before I forget. Lollercaust
In redwood there are cops EVERYWHERE. Unless you know where to go, like myself . But I have had many close calls. Once, for example, i was with a group of gangster friends(i'm not nor do i dress like them, i wear old school superman comics shirts haha [that's how you know you're a stoner!]) but i've known them for years so its funny because i look so out of place. But ANYWHO, we were chillin across the street from a school waiting for my friend's girlfriend. Then a cop car pulls up and the cop gets out. Right from the get go, he exercises the "I'm a cop" cards. Being an asshole all the while, and once he came over to us he put his hand on his gun and shouted "on your knees!" it was 6 of us and me and a friend of mine stayed standing(we had just been discussing laws and rights). The cop calls back up and soon another cop car shows up. Keep in mind that i have a shit ton of weed with me, as does one of my friends while a third has a fourty in his backpack(i don't drink, but none of us are 21). My friends started bitching for us to sit down so we did and the cops asked us our names. I gave my cover name(middle name + mom's last name because i'm not lying )and eventually lat us go because i wouldn't let them search. Apparantly, they came because we were leaning on a fence of someone's house (bullshit). That among many other stories of pigs.