It all started when I was driving over to my friends house to get my scale that I had left with him. It was me and this kid named "Greg", so we hotboxed a joint in my car and were on our way. We got almost to his house and we drove by a Q.T. Gas station infront of their neighboor hood and theres a cop sitting there. So I drove about 100 yards and i look up and hes behind me. Well it all went downhill when i tried to pull into a parking spot with a terrible angle and i basically went in completely sideways and over the curb, right then I new i was fucked. So he comes up to me and asks me if I was drunk first, then he tried helping me by explaning to me how to park and i completely fucked that up. So after i do that he asks me where the weeds at. First i told him i didn't have any but he goes " Dont fucking lie to me i can smell it in your car, where is it." So i then proceeded to pull out about a gram or two from what I had laft over from an ounce. Then he takes me outa the car asks for my I.D. and allthat went through my phone n shit. At this point I thought for sure I was going to jail, but then he asked me and my friend if what I gave him was all i had and we told him that it was all we had on us and I had a pipe and some rolling papers in the car. So he goes into my car asks me where they were and I told him and he takes em all out and puts them on my car, then what he said was the best part of my night, "If this is all the weed you guys have on you Im not taking you to jail." Right when he said that me and my friend weere just like ya theres no more left in the car we swear officer n shit, and there really wasnt, so he kinda half ass looked around my car and comes back out and kept saying that he knows theres more weed in the car. I kept telling him no but he wouldnt listen so I ended up explaining to him that the reason it smelt so bad was because we had just domed out the car, which led to me explaining what doming out was. I guess that convinced him so he proceeded to take my weed, pipe, papers, rolliing machine and told me that he knows where I live, knows where I work(I ended up telling him that when we were talking) and anytime he ever see's my car he going to pull me over and tear my car apart. Cliffnotes: got pulled over after doming out, cop took weed, pipe, papers, told me hes pulling me over and searching me everytime he sees my car again, then he let me go.