Arrest Stories & Close Calls

[Stinkymutt]

Stoner or murderer...lol

Stoner or murderer...lol

Hey Crazy man , and all
I figured Id add on here ! Ok first off ya gotta know that I dont smoke tobacco, when I do it rips my lungs apart and I cant talk.
Ok a few years back there was a woman murdered about 6 or 7 miles from my home. We live in a rural area so this is a big thing. A few days after this had happend my wife and I were out for a night (was then just dating...) of billiards and smoke . On the way home as I was smoking a J, we came around a sharp turn. In the middle of the freakin road is nothing but lights and flashing blues and a fuckin circus was in town man? I realized it was a road block about 150 feet ahead. This was in october here and it was cold!! After I ate the joint (still burning) I screamed at my wife to "give my your cigarette now" I took a big haul off that piece of crap and turned my head just in time for the cop tp stick his face in my window. As my lungs burst he was asking about drinking. My high was now in full tilt and he started asking questions. I guess I was a lil slow answering cause I was pulled off to the side. It took my simple mind a while to figure out they were looking for a murder suspect , any suspect! My buddy in blue came back over to ask more questions and this time had a light. He shined it in my eyes to test my pupils reflex and he instantly knew why I was a lil slow answering ! He gave me the whole "where and who" routine and threatend the hell out of me and let me go.
This is a circumstance only a toker can understand as I had burns in my throat and my mind was racing to find answers that just wouldnt come in time.

 

[OneWingedImp]

Haha......A long time ago i was secretly crashing at my girlfriends house, with her father upstairs....i was going to move my car so that he wouldnt see it outside in the morning, and usually i just pretend i am going home when i am moving it, and then sneak back in.
Well one night i was utterly stoned out of my mind and decided to take her dog with me for some company and plus he looked like he needed a run. Well i get to the front door shout to my GF so her dad hears "Alrite babe, have a good night."... as i open the front door, i hear from the top of the stairs "whats he doing inside?" Its her dad at the top of the stairs wonderin why i have their dog with me.
JUST like you said Stinkymutt...i had nothing to say. I obviously wasnt on my way home. I think to myself (Alrite.....think...what to say...how about.."Oh my goodness....the dog IS with me.."....wait...that would be retarded.. )

I was so high, and i ended up muttering something like "....oh...well err...i was gonna take him for a jog while ......*my girlfriend* studies for..... a while.....is...that....ok...??" ...this point i feel like my words are coming like 10 seconds delayed to what he asked me, and i feel like a complete idiot. Her dad just says "Ah...well. Make sure he doesnt get hit by a car." I totally thought i was busted....haha. If he had come down to talk to me i would have reeked like ganja and been visibly high. I was sure he could tell just by the way i was speaking. SOOO nerve racking.
Haha....well to end it happily i hopped in my car..drove my car around the corner to the top of a hill, hopped on my big-wheeled skateboard and carved the hill slowly, just having fun enjoying my high and the big empty road...with her dog running along side. When i snuck back in, she had a bowl waiting for me in my mini-bong. Nothing like having your woman in bed, with your bong, waiting for you to hit it.

 

[I Used To Grow]

hellz yeah!!! I hear that!!

 

[Luther Budbank]

Searched but not busted

Searched but not busted

I was driving with a 1/2 oz in my sock when stopped by the police. They made us get out and patted us down. He put his hand right on the stash but never recognized it. He was probably more concerned about weapons. A buddy with me had a gram of hash oil and discreetly dropped it as he exited the car. We went back later to look for it but never found it. It pays to stay cool and cooperate.

 

[master shake]

a few years ago, one night me and 2 buddies were in ones car in a parking lot right next to a school, yeah dumb I know...well we began smoking out of my old bong and I saw a cop pull into the school so I alerted my friends who didn't see it and thought I was bullshitting. I knew he was going to come over to us next; so when he pulled into the lot we were in, my friend rolled down the windows to air out right before he stops in front of us. so we gave to bong and kill to the guy in the back, I was shotgun, he just held it between his legs scared as fuck as we all were. the cop comes the the drivers window and asks what the hell we're doing here as smoke floats in his face so I spoke up and told him we were meeting our friend (back seat) here and about to leave pointing to a lone car close to us. he said "ok, we just had a complaint that there were cars moving back here, park somewhere else next time."

we seriously could not believe what just happened. we were sure that we'd be going to jail and completely confused about the situation until the copper left. how in the hell did the cop not know what was going on? where we live the cops really crack down. that was my first close call, had a few since then but never that close.

 

[dude06version]

maybe he had a cold.

 

[hbob]

(almost) in trouble

(almost) in trouble

New years eve, 1987. Eight 18/19 year old guys in a a rusty 1978 Ford Van. Almost all holding quarter bags or joints, and there's a 24 pack of Old Milwaukee cans being drunk by the passengers (the driver was completely straight).
Cans are rolling around, we are laughing, and driving through a sketchy neighborhood on the way to a party when we are suddenly pulled over. Real buzz kill, but nonetheless we are trying not to laugh as the cops approach the driver window because the stupid empty cans are still rolling around a bit.
Well, I'm sure I'm busted as the second cop begins to open the side door of the van when 3 quick gunshots ring out. Sounded like they were within a block. The two cops draw their weapons and get down low. The one by the driver says "I guess its your lucky day," and they take off in the general direction of the gunshots.

 

[rasta]

ok so i was 15 and coming back from a very intence band practice.....it was me, naticus, caley and amanda. we were on the main road a town away from home my buddy who is just alil baked thinks its a good idea to go hey were in britain look we drive on the wrong side of the road.....while a cop is RIGHT behind us at about 11:30 at night. we had smoked a joint of kalimist like waaay earlier in the car and it was tiny and went around 5 people and got us all FUCKED not the point tho...anyway cop pulls us over and asks us y we decided to drive on the wrong side of the road while he was right behind us. nate responds with o i was changing me cd cops like ok that sounds just about right. goes back to his car comes back and asks nate to step out the car cuz he smells pot. nate gets out they search him he was clean and so was everyone else so they searched me.....heres the trouble, cop finds my bowl....then in my altoids can finds my 25 vicodin i had just got. he asks me if i dealed them i told him i didnt which i would never do i justed loved vikes alot. so he arrests just me and lets everyone else go. i ended up with a year and a half of probation. it sucked im 19 now and havent been in trouble with the law since.

 

[Drugcheese]

recently i had a close call with a cop.... my drunk/stoned friend ran a red light while fucked up on xanax and alcohol. He pulled us both out of the the car... i had a blunt wrapped in a bag had to stick it up the bum when i saw those lights flashing. The car had reeked of weed and we had been smoking all day. He comes up to the car on teh passangers side...makes me step out and spread my legs and feeling around my crotch...like a faggot.... and then takes my wallet and the contents of my pocket and lays ontop of the car other than no other reason except the precept of
"i smell pot"...
He orders me to sit on the ground....searches the my friend, the car.... finds some paraphenila,blunts wraps and a seed. He then ordered my friend to be seated. So after a lot of waiting around and bullshit he writes my friend ticket... I pull out the the blunt shortly after and light it up and we smoke on the way home
It's funny because before he said he was gonna arrrest us if he found one seed or stem

ha

 

[daisy jane]

My story takes place when I was a senior in high school. My ex and I were on our way to some lame high school dance. We smoked quite a bit before, and during the drive. When we arrived in the parking lot, I put my pipe in my glove box and he put his weed in his pocket. We stayed in the car for just a few minutes so I could fix my make up and so we could both do a line of cocaine before the dance. Yes, I know it was stupid, and it is not something I am proud of. Because of the old saying, "Ladies go first" I quickly did my line and he was in the middle of his when a cop shined his flashlight into my car. He immediately took my ex out of my car and cuffed him.

I was asked to come out of the car and wait by the cop car. When he searched my ex-boyfriend, he found a small bag of pot (I don't remember how much it was). He also found my pipe in my car. At this point, there were a few more officers by my car. They told me to go call my parents so they could pick me up and drive my car home. Because I was only 17 at the time, they could not legally ask me if I had done cocaine that night (thank god for that law). It ended up being a non-arrest case, thankfully. My ex got charged with felony possession of cocaine and marijuana. Ouch. I only received a ticket for paraphernalia. Although, on my ticket they wrote down that my pipe was also a crack pipe, since cocaine was involved. Bastards.

I had to go to court originally for the pipe. It was soon after that a cop showed up at my door and summoned me to court for possession of marijuana. They scraped the bowl of my pipe and charged me for a few pieces of weed. I had to go to court several times. I was issued probation for one year, five weeks of drug classes, 40 hours of community service and to pay a hefty fine to crime stoppers. I was lucky enough to get all of my classes, fees, and service hours done within 3 months. Although I had to miss work and school to get this done. I forgot to mention that the court lost my paperwork regarding my paraphernalia charge. So that saved me $500!!

I went back to court and applied for early dismissal from probation. I didn't have to get drug tested again (Although I stayed clean my entire probation period). And the judge remembered me from the past few times and ended up flirting with me. Hahaha. I was lucky enough to get it granted and was off probation just in time for my 18th birthday.
I went back to court a little later on to get this sealed. Now the only people that can see my actual criminal history is the police.

As far as my ex goes, I am not sure what happened to him. All I know is that he has felony possession of cocaine and marijuana permanently on his record now.

Now I am not stupid about smoking pot. I practically never have any pot on me in the car, and if I do...it always goes in the trunk in hidden compartments. Despite all of the fees that I had to pay out of my pocket, with help from my parents of course, I think I got off luckier than others might have..

 

[daisy jane]

I forgot I have another story...

I went to the Renaissance Fair with Tarkus and some friends. Tarkus and I decided we wanted to take two hits of some damn good acid each before we went. We tripped our asses off the entire time! And we had been smoking aaaalllll day. We went on a drive to a somewhat nearby lake. We had stopped and pulled over in a neighborhood to roll a joint because the one rolling was very drunk. While skinning one up, a cop stops behind us and hits his lights. He asks to talk to the driver, then Tarkus, and then me. He just wanted to check out our stories and see if they match. Apparently, the cop didn't notice that the trees were waving, the sky was melting, and his badge was twirling!! Go figure.

We told him that we were just looking for the lake and pulled over the check the map. He was nice enough to give us directions to the lake and he followed us out of the neighborhood. He didn't even check the car, which was good since we had a few ounces of mary jane and an open bottle of whiskey. After the incident with the cop, our trip kicked into high gear. We definetly got lucky since I didn't want to go to jail trippin my ass off Since I was the only girl, I would have been by myself, without my acid buddy or my friends. The night turned out great though!

 

[hidingtree]

let's see ... hmmm driving up I-5 in united states thousands of miles from home going to B.C. for the first time ever .... tokin a bowl .... burnin incense ... bowl's done .... roll a cigarette ... smoke it up .... window open 1 inch or so ..... hey there wa. state police .... heh .... there he goes pullin out after i go by .....and 3 mins later ... those red lights are flashin .....ok so i pull over and as he gets up to the car ...(mid nov. night cold and wet .... ) i roll down the window and pummeled the dude with a huge cloud of smoke ... and he say's ya know why i pulled ya over .... i shrug and say no ...and he say ya got a headlight out ..... and i'm like well i'm stoppin up at the next rest area .... i've got one with me ( thankfully i had packed it all incl.the kitchen sink....yay for bein well prepared ..) and he says ok have a safe trip to canada .....whew!

 

[confused]

sitting outside in my buddys car at 3am. we were listening to music way too loud (with the windows up) while smoking a bowl before going up to our rooms.
*flashlight turns on*
"Hand me the beer and step out of the car" (we were drinking)

he didnt notice that we were smoking at that point. he start to write us up for underage possesion of alchol. the cop was cool. the know the students are smarter than them, so if you don't give them a hard time they will be nice. he didnt want to get us for weed, but backup showed up and looked through the window of the car and saw a bowl.

ended up finding a vaporizer, two bowls, less than an eighth of weed, a ton of baggies with weed reside (the used some NiPk+?? test), and a box with my buddies initials carved into it with a very small amount of weed in it.

I CLAIMED EVERYTHING in my buddies car. i sat there and said "yes that is mine officer", "yes that is also mine officer", "yes i carved his initials into that box officer", "yes....". didn't want two people to go down for something one person would just get misdemeanor for.

there were now three cops at the scene. two were cool, one was being an ass and saying "wow this is enough to be a felony". i just kept claiming shit.

we never got handcuffed. i was the only one who got issued a ticket for possession of marijuana, possession of paraphernalia, and minor in possession of alcohol. our school issued both of us to go to one therapy session thing. court ended up just charging me $150 for the whole ordeal.

lessoned learned. DON'T BLAZE IN YOUR CAR!

 

[Andyo]

Bangkok airport

Bangkok airport

November 2004 i flew to thailand leaving my 24 kilowatt grow room in safe hands.I had carefully vacum packed 100 grams of my best Weed (cos i can"t sleep on thai weed) in gas proof polythene then put it in the bottom of a brand new packet of 240 tetley tea bags and resealed the tea bags same as the factory minus 100g of tea bags(magnetic impulse sealer)then put them in my bag.On arrival at bangkok airport collected my bag off the conveyor belt
No airport security band around it (phew) through passport n imigration no trouble then with my best devil may care attitude through customs green channel ha ha made it or so thought .
As an american mate was picking me up at the airport i went out the airport exit that goes up the concrete slope to private parking and argh horror of all horrors the thai army and police with sniffer dogs and portable xray machine were there staring at me, there damn dog was sniffing my bag and wagging his tail.Stop shouts the thai army captain ,bag please he says ,i hand over my bag heart thudding in my chest.Through the xray machine no reaction from them ok ,keys please i hand over the keys. they proceed to empty the contents onto a table then go through the bag pockets satisfied the bags emptythey put it down on the floor,.Then start with my wash bag just a quick look then my t/shirts n shorts . "Oh shit here we go" last of all he picks up my tea bags reads the name and smiles at me .opens the "factory seal looks in side rummages around with his fingers and to my relief puts the bag back on the table.
The dog is still going at my bag tail wagging nosing the out side Ah ha i say to the captain i have dog at home is boy maybe your dog can smell ,yes he says . ok you can go !.
I repacked my bag trying hard to stop my hands shaking and walk up the ramp out in to the sunlight n noise n fumes of bangkok traffic the sweet smell of freedom

















oh shit

 

[Daftperception]

I used to work at subway and after work me and some coworkers went to the back to get into my friends car to smoke a joint before we left to go to a party. We were retards in the first place because we knew this was a popular drug dealing place and cops like to sweep the area. Wouldn't you know it we finished the joint right as some lights came up behind us. It was a cop of coarse its funny because you don't even need to guess they always snake up really slowly its like the death strike. Well anyways i could see a cloud sitting in the middle of the car and it's not like I'm stupid enough to hot box a car the windows were kinda open but when you finish a joint as quick as we do smoke tends to hang around. I basically thought I was screwed. I figured my only chance was to make him realize i was a subway employee because we give them 50% off. He asked why we were all in the same car and I was like i just got out of work and nodded my subway hat down another person was like the other car is out front and the cop acted like he didn't here it and asked them to repeat thankfully they weren't to stupid and repeated the same exact thing. I quickly said it won't start. Well he took our id came back and said we could go. It's crazy how good it feels I was just imagining how much it would suck to be in jail instead of at a party especially because I was the one in the car carrying the most. I don't know what saved me we were a group of people in a suspicous area with a car that had to of smelt like weed.

 

[Tarkus]

Real long story semi-shortened.
daisy jane and I were trippin on acid and were on our way home from the Ren Fair (my bro was driving and not trippin) when we decided to take the scenic route home past a lake. We stopped somewhere to roll one up (dumb idea) cuz our friend was too drunk to roll while we drove. After a while a cop pulls up behind us and asks my brother to get out. Daisy and I are FREAKING out. My brother comes back and says "Hey Tark, the cop wants to talk to you." Fuck. So I get out and literally the first thing the cop says is "Boy, do you wanna get shot and killed out here?".......I was about to flip out. I talked to him for a while and he wanted to know where we were headed. I told him the truth but he was being a typical cop and trying to get me confused. "Your brother said something different," that kinda shit. Well, he told me to go back to the car and tell daisy to come out. I told her and she went out. About 5 minutes later my bro and my girl come back and say we are free to go. The cop turns around and leaves. The reason he told me I was gonna get shot is because there are hunters out in these woods. It was about 10 o'clock at night though.....so he was just trying to scare us or something.
The whole time I talked to the cop, I was just on auto-response. I do not even really remember the conversation. I do remember thinking, this cop is worrying about 4 stoners sitting in a car when there are trees dancing all around us!! I was trippin nuts. He was a black cop and I swear he had the hair of Frankenstein's Bride. I just wanted to say to him "Look, we are I am just like you!! I listen to Albert King and Freddie King, I play guitar too." Anyway, he let us go, we smoked our joint by the lake and went on our merry way. It scared the ever-loving hell out of me though.

Okay, didn't realize my woman posted the story already....
Oh yeah, and on the way home, a cop car starts pacing our car down the highway. The cop riding shotgun was staring into our car the whole time too. Just trying to get us to fuck up, lousy jackasses.

 

[Kirby]

The Gordian Knot

The Gordian Knot

Close calls or arrests, we've all had them, mine came in a rather eerie fashion. It's one that will stick with me until my demise. Here it goes..



To go or not to go?

It was a late Friday night in later November, the sun was just going down, me and my friend, who will be referred to as Jay, were enjoying the nice, cool weather of West Texas while blazin' up a blunt. Jay took a big rip of the blunt, held it in, looked over at me as if he was fixing to say something, blew out the smoke and said, 'Fuck it, dude, we're making that trip down to Mexico, I'm tired of this schwag. It's not worth it for the price.' I laughed but agree'D with him, we really needed some kill, it was dry down here and in Mexico it's very cheap.

Jay, who was a pretty stout guy, about 6', 215 lb, said in a precocious voice, as if someone might be listening, that he's got it all planned. I knew he was serious about this, he was a smart guy and knew what he was getting into, so I trusted him. He told me we will talk about this tommarow. So we finished up the blunt, then headed home.

The Plan

Jay called me early the next morning, it was a very cold morning, and told me to head out to his crib. I didn't question, as I knew I would soon find out this plan that he had in mind. Little did I know, he had already had this set-up, he just needed people to go with him. As I arrived at his house, he welcomed barring a smile and pointed to a dual speaker box. He asked if I knew what the plan was now and I nodded as if he had already told me what's up. I had thought about a speaker box last, night, too, so I had a pretty good idea.

Without hesitation Jay told me the whole situation, he has a cousin in Mexico who has the hook-up, all we need to do is pick up the kill. I thought in my head, 'okay, sounds simple'. We cross the border, drive to the spot, pass the money, load up the schwag and immediately take off back to the US border. Easy, right? Good lord, I wish it would have been that simple. I asked Jay how much we will be transferring, he said 16 bricks. ( <- expression on my face). I trusted Jay enough and knew there was more to the plan. I began questioning if it would all fit. He grinned, as if he has done something like this before, and said, 'Trust me, it will fit perfectly.'

Little did I know there was more to the plan, he said that we have to bring along 2 females, it's a rule of thumb. I think he just wanted his girl with him. I figured he'd bring his g/f and I'd bring mine. The following day we got together with the girls, explaining what was going to happen,both girls agreed to go and seemed happy about going on the trip.



We're ready!

Friday couldn't have come along any sooner, but when it did, we determined to make this trip as fast as we could. I called Jay's cell at 5 PM that day, that was when he got off work. He said he was ready. It was time to go, the girls were already up and ready, too, both lookin' good.

We all met at Jay's house, ate some burritos, then hopped in his truck, ready to take off. I remember I wanted to smoke along the way so bad, but I couldn't because we were all dry. We took off as soon as everything was situated in the truck, as directed by Jay. The speaker really looked legit, wires hooked up and everything.


On the road..

I don't remember much about the trip down there, as we passed nothing but thousands of dead mesquite bushes. Not a lot happening on the trip, although we kept ourselves amused by talking/music. The trip went by faster than I had thought, it must have only taken 2 hours to reach the border.


Alas! We reached the border and seemed to be the only ones there. It seemed empty. We paid our fee, passed through with ease and we were on our way. Jay then got out his map and followed his highlighted path, taking numerous roads. I honestly don't know where we were, the only thing we saw was the occasional town every 10 minutes or so. We stopped by a gas station while we were down there, the place was dirty and only had one pump. I remember the pump taking forever, since it was so old. We got our gas, took off, then finally we hit a decent sized town. This is it, Jay said, this is the town. After about 3 hours of driving, we were finally there. Jay then pulled out his cell phone, dialed (I assume his cousin) and we drove through the local streets of the town, then we entered the back-roads, most of which were on dirt roads. There were still plenty of houses out here, even though it was out in the boonies.

Arrival

The girls seemed a little tired, they hadn't talked much since we had entered Mexico. I could tell they seemed nervous, though. We then entered a small neighborhood out there. It seemed out of place, but it was Mexico.. we didn't know what to expect, really, except for Jay. Jay pulled into a driveway of a house and pulled around back where a man standing next to a gate was. Jay honked once, and said that's Homero, his cousin. We all hopped out, stretched and Homero greeted us, he was a cool guy. Homero spoke good English but with a strong Spanish accent. He brought us into a shed and showed us the bricks, the bricks were wrapped in many layers of surran wrap. They smelled of only one thing. Fabuloso (used for cleaning). Apparently they dip them in Fabuloso after each layer of surran/paper./ Jay handed him the cash and then asked Jay for a sample so we don't have to open the bricks yet, he gave us about a dub and some blunt skins. It was definitely the good stuff (for us). Jay pulled out a screwdriver, un-plugged the wires in the back of the speaker, then began to take off the speaker heads. while he was doing that, we just sat and watched, as we had nothing better to do. Homero started grabbing bricks from inside the shed then started to load them in, he had them packed perfectly. It was a close fit, that's for sure. We screwed the speaker heads back on, then loaded it back up. We were all set and ready to head back. We took off after that, heading back to the border.


We were all pretty happy, I was especially happy when we sparked up the blunts. Man, that was a good high. We all had a blunt, the girls didn't finish theirs though. Time flew by and before we knew it, we arrived at the border. Everything was good, we were just gonna pass by and be on our way. lol, so I thought.



We pulled up to the station, an officer waved for us to go through his terminal. We thought nothing unusual of it, as we just thought this was to speed up slight jam. We pulled up next to him, he asked for our receipt which we got while passing through the first time. Just as Jay was reaching for it, the officer said, Sir, will you please step out of your vehicle? 2 different officers came up to the truck and told us to get out. We didn't really have time to react. We tried to ask what the problem was, they would not give us a direct answer. You couldn't imagine the things running through my head at that time. Where did we go wrong, I thought?

To be continued... too much typing for me right now.. i need to

 

[shadow]

Bastard, I was really getting into that story.

 

[dude06version]

you shouldnt have smoked man..they prob smelled the burnt weed.

 

[PersonalSmoke]

Wow man good story so far. Hope you update soon that's a crazy cliffhanger.