In the last month I have had three run ins with cops. In each situation I should have went to jail. The First time my friend and I were driving home. We'd both done like 20mg of unmentionables and he had been drinking. His tail lights we're out and he swerved in front of a sheriff and we got pulled over. We had a bowl and 1/8th of krippy. No time to hide so he just jammed it in his pocket. I also had to eat about 3 more unmentionables. Apparently I was face to face talking to the cop with white powder from where I had been licking my lips. Every time i've dealt with sheriffs they've been cool. Didn't pat us down just took a quick a look in my buddy's truck (which smelled). Then told us to get home. This past Saturday we're heading to a buddy's apartment to burn and my same friend drove. We saw cops pulling out of a call to a bar fight so they came out way behind us. My friend thought it was smart to go 10 over to quickly get into the apartment complex. confused_2 Because his tail lights were still out. Car reeks but all the shit is in his locked tool box. These were city K9 units so of course they hit. He slipped the keys to his tool box and i put them in my pocket and I slipped my knife into his glove box. Cops found some shake nugs in his cigarette box but were called to a shooting downtown. They said "You got lucky tonight." I waved and said "Thank You!" then they sped off. Tonight we were smoking some extremely loud weed and apparently my friends neighbors called the police while we were burning a blunt in the car. Cop pulls down the street but misses the house goes down the street and starts coming back. We run into the house, I threw his bowl in the back part of the toilet and my friends hid their weed respectively. His grandmother let the cops into the house and they take us out to the truck they search us. The most insane part is I didn't realize I had a small bag of bud that had went through the wash so I didn't even know it was there. And when I got patted down they search EVERY pocket BUT the one that unknown bag was in. I'm not currently religious but I must have some Guardian angel or my Irish luck was kicking it. But it also makes think.. I also promised I wouldn't let society dictate if I smoked weed. But the way I have been demonized and dehumanized this past month over weed makes me really want to drop out of the ganja struggle. I do have my future to think about.