I got caught smoking weed with a group of friends in a park next to my college. My soon to be close friend just turned eighteen. We were all gathered around a bench and the three architects, me being one of them, proceeded to roll our respective joints. Birthday boy was rolling a triple barrell. Then I saw to police officers walking towards us and kept screaming loud enough for only them to hear me. "Feds...Feds...Feds" but everyone was convoluted in trivial chatter. I threw my joint on the ground and the police walked right up to birthday boy and took the joint off of his hand. Next thing you know, there was a police truck and police dogs and shit. We all got a warning cause we we're over 18. What's worse was only the three of us were getting searched while the rest, being the cause of the tragedy, walked off to the next bench and started taking pictures of us having a great time. The three of us never spoke to them again.