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Arrest Stories & Close Calls
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HashOil
Member
So..here's what happened to me.....I live in Romania and here the law is very strict and bad wiht the consumers and ith the dealers not to mention.A few friends of mine were caught with some weed(about a kilo) and it seems to me that the cops were following them from some time.I got called by the police because one of them(i don't even know the guy) sayd something about me and i had to go there to make a statement.So i went there and the fukin' policeman starts asking me a lot of stupi questions(of course...he was a cop 
) telling me that he has prooves that i take drugs and i should cooperate with him....tell him who's my dealer, tell him about my friends because he allready knows.I'm in luck that i am to the law school and i knew how to proceed.He kept me there for about four hours and i sayd.....NOTHING and that he's keeping an innocent girl who has no idea what he's talking about and i thin it's a setup and he lies when he says my friends take drugs because i know they don't.Unfortunately for my friends.....they were caught with a lot of weed(for our laws) and they got arrested.But at least i didn't say anything to that fuckin' asshole who's trying to ruin our lifes.Of course i could leave after four hours because they had no proves on me and they had to let me go.And fuck them and all the people who just don't let us be.
) telling me that he has prooves that i take drugs and i should cooperate with him....tell him who's my dealer, tell him about my friends because he allready knows.I'm in luck that i am to the law school and i knew how to proceed.He kept me there for about four hours and i sayd.....NOTHING and that he's keeping an innocent girl who has no idea what he's talking about and i thin it's a setup and he lies when he says my friends take drugs because i know they don't.Unfortunately for my friends.....they were caught with a lot of weed(for our laws) and they got arrested.But at least i didn't say anything to that fuckin' asshole who's trying to ruin our lifes.Of course i could leave after four hours because they had no proves on me and they had to let me go.And fuck them and all the people who just don't let us be.
iluvtogrograss
Member
Thanks for all you have taken the time to read my story. All I can say is that we all need to be as cautious as we can be to insure our own safety. Please do not trust anyone. It is unfortunate that we have to live this way. I know I would love to be able to share my experience and knowledge with local growers, and receive their knowledge and experience. But ever since that incident I just do not trust anyone locally. Please be careful out there.
It is truly unfortunate that I and many of us live in a country (US)that is supposed to be so advanced. The thinking of or government is so arcane and so uninnovative it is scary. Unfortunately many of us live in the US where the government knows only one thing that is money. If they can not profit from it they are against it. Marijuana and the cultivation of it are not profitable enough to the Federal Government. This I do not understand. It could be very profitable for the government but unfortunately they do not think in any innovative way whatsoever.
It is truly unfortunate that I and many of us live in a country (US)that is supposed to be so advanced. The thinking of or government is so arcane and so uninnovative it is scary. Unfortunately many of us live in the US where the government knows only one thing that is money. If they can not profit from it they are against it. Marijuana and the cultivation of it are not profitable enough to the Federal Government. This I do not understand. It could be very profitable for the government but unfortunately they do not think in any innovative way whatsoever.
The HighLander
Active member
Had a friend last year get busted by the DEA. This is what happen. My friend was buying clones from a local dealer. 1st. Mistake, don't tell anybody or buy from other dealers. The dealer was busted and gave everybody else up and made things up to save his neck. Two officers showed up one Saturday morning. (1-DEA & 1-State Trooper) Ask if they could come in and talk with him, he ask if they had a warrant and they said no, just wanted to talk. So he let them in. 2nd Mistake, no warrant, don't let them in, go outside and shut the door, once in they can make up any reason to get a warrant, and they did!! They ask him if he had 100 hydro plants growing there? He said no, this is only a one bedroom apartment. Then the Dea said I smell marijauna, and had the state trooper go and get a warrant. They found 4 plants in soil in a small closet, 4 wk veg and 1 oz of weed in a jar. My friend said the state trooper said this is you're big one, and the Dea looked at him like don't rub it in. The friend ask them if I would have told you before what would have happen? The Dea agent said "if you would have us before we got the warrant, we would maybe just took the plants and jar and left. We don't care about this small stuff, he got one year probation and no fine. 
1. No warrant => No Entry
2. so what if he smels pot? smell is not directional. an odour can not be pinpointed accurately. and the smell of cannabis is similar to othey heavy odourous plants. i don't think that all cops have the necessairy training to be experts on smelling pot.
3. without a lawyer shut the f**k up!
4. never fail the attitude test. a cops threats do not give him legal empowerment over you or your property.
2. so what if he smels pot? smell is not directional. an odour can not be pinpointed accurately. and the smell of cannabis is similar to othey heavy odourous plants. i don't think that all cops have the necessairy training to be experts on smelling pot.
3. without a lawyer shut the f**k up!
4. never fail the attitude test. a cops threats do not give him legal empowerment over you or your property.
G
Guest
I had a close call a few months back at a remote grow location. I posted this story in a few threads I had going on the strains I was growing out.
Cal Jax
I was gone for vacation over the weekend when my friend was suddenly bombarded with police sirens and a helicopter.
This is the story as it was told to me.
A routine stop by the police sent a paroled convict running into the hills very close to my friends neighborhood. A small army of police and a chopper were dispatched to find the armed, tattooed, shirtless man. Unfortunately, the area that he was suspected to be in was my friends grove.
The helicopter circled the house and property for the next 15 minutes. It thumped so low that he could look into the cockpit of the machine and see the pilot and the spotter looking at him through his own living room window.
At this point my friend did not have any idea there was a criminal on the loose, he thought for sure they were coming for his plants.
During one of the passes the helicopter made to the surrounding properties, he bundled up all the plants onto his bed and carried them outside using his blanket.
Moments after stuffing the mass into a garbage can, police screamed up the driveway. They identified the problem to my now terrified friend and began to look around the property.
After a few minutes of searching, sirens turned the corner and shots could be heard. The police left my friends property and descended towards the scene.
The found the man ripping the wiring from a van in the driveway of my friends neighbors house. He resisted arrest, and the police shot him with what sounded to be automatic or semi automatic weapons. Turns out they were paint ball type guns with hot pepper instead of paint.
The arrest was made, and my friend was left wondering what the hell just happened.
Whew. They weren't after him after all, thanks for that. I told him he did the right thing.
Cal Jax
I was gone for vacation over the weekend when my friend was suddenly bombarded with police sirens and a helicopter.
This is the story as it was told to me.
A routine stop by the police sent a paroled convict running into the hills very close to my friends neighborhood. A small army of police and a chopper were dispatched to find the armed, tattooed, shirtless man. Unfortunately, the area that he was suspected to be in was my friends grove.
The helicopter circled the house and property for the next 15 minutes. It thumped so low that he could look into the cockpit of the machine and see the pilot and the spotter looking at him through his own living room window.
At this point my friend did not have any idea there was a criminal on the loose, he thought for sure they were coming for his plants.
During one of the passes the helicopter made to the surrounding properties, he bundled up all the plants onto his bed and carried them outside using his blanket.
Moments after stuffing the mass into a garbage can, police screamed up the driveway. They identified the problem to my now terrified friend and began to look around the property.
After a few minutes of searching, sirens turned the corner and shots could be heard. The police left my friends property and descended towards the scene.
The found the man ripping the wiring from a van in the driveway of my friends neighbors house. He resisted arrest, and the police shot him with what sounded to be automatic or semi automatic weapons. Turns out they were paint ball type guns with hot pepper instead of paint.
The arrest was made, and my friend was left wondering what the hell just happened.
Whew. They weren't after him after all, thanks for that. I told him he did the right thing.
The HighLander
Active member
Gantz, you're right in a since. But once you let them in, they can make up anything to get a warrant ONCE INSIDE, thats the point,NO WARRANTY, DON'T LET THEM IN.
There's months worth of stories for the FPN here!!! :smile:
Keep them coming!
Keep them coming!
I guess when you been smoking weed along time you have a few close calls to remember. Here another one.
I had a friend that called one night saying he had found some good smoke cheap and was going to go get some. he asked if I wanted him to pick me up a bag. Sure I said, and I'll drive over later to pick it up. So I go over to his house and get my bag o weed, a 1/4 oz, and of course you have to smoke a little before you take off right? So we smoked a couple of joints and got good and baked. As I'm driving home I get a flat on the interstate. so I pull over, open the trunk and get the spare, jack, etc. I started jacking the car up and I notice that the bag o weed in my pocket was uncomfortable so I took it out and threw in the trunk. Well next thing I know a car pulls up behind me and it's a cop. He walks over to me asking if there is a problem and can he help. No I said, just a flat I'll be out of here in no time. So he looks in the trunk and see's the bag just lying there in the open. Cop picks it up, looks at it, looks at me. I look at the bag, look at the cop. My heart is really picking up speed right about now. I have visions of me in the back of the cop car, goig to jail,calling my wife to come get me, the whole nine yards.The cop looks at the bag again, shakes his head and throws it back in the trunk. He said, just get the tire changed and don't let me see you around here again. He got back in his car and drove away.
I was shaking so bad it took like forever to change that tire.
I had a friend that called one night saying he had found some good smoke cheap and was going to go get some. he asked if I wanted him to pick me up a bag. Sure I said, and I'll drive over later to pick it up. So I go over to his house and get my bag o weed, a 1/4 oz, and of course you have to smoke a little before you take off right? So we smoked a couple of joints and got good and baked. As I'm driving home I get a flat on the interstate. so I pull over, open the trunk and get the spare, jack, etc. I started jacking the car up and I notice that the bag o weed in my pocket was uncomfortable so I took it out and threw in the trunk. Well next thing I know a car pulls up behind me and it's a cop. He walks over to me asking if there is a problem and can he help. No I said, just a flat I'll be out of here in no time. So he looks in the trunk and see's the bag just lying there in the open. Cop picks it up, looks at it, looks at me. I look at the bag, look at the cop. My heart is really picking up speed right about now. I have visions of me in the back of the cop car, goig to jail,calling my wife to come get me, the whole nine yards.The cop looks at the bag again, shakes his head and throws it back in the trunk. He said, just get the tire changed and don't let me see you around here again. He got back in his car and drove away.
I was shaking so bad it took like forever to change that tire.
close call
close call
We were camping at a state park, barrier island, southeast USA. Everyone else was at the beach so I decided to roll a phatty of sc99 and lite up. All of a sudden a loud knock at the door of the motor coach. I snuffed the joint and answered the door. The asshole at the door identified himself as DEA. He just so happened to be camping next to me. He asked for id and told me he smelled weed, and asks if I had any, of course not I said. We exchanged small talk about camping with our families and such. He took my id and said he would be right back......there went my buzz.........He returned shortly and informed me of the laws and in regard to state parks. He said he checked me out and since no priors he would let it go with a verbal warning.......guess I'll have to put a scrubber on the ol camper!
i tend to get alittle bold sometimes....
close call
We were camping at a state park, barrier island, southeast USA. Everyone else was at the beach so I decided to roll a phatty of sc99 and lite up. All of a sudden a loud knock at the door of the motor coach. I snuffed the joint and answered the door. The asshole at the door identified himself as DEA. He just so happened to be camping next to me. He asked for id and told me he smelled weed, and asks if I had any, of course not I said. We exchanged small talk about camping with our families and such. He took my id and said he would be right back......there went my buzz.........He returned shortly and informed me of the laws and in regard to state parks. He said he checked me out and since no priors he would let it go with a verbal warning.......guess I'll have to put a scrubber on the ol camper!
i tend to get alittle bold sometimes....
allmanbroskif
Member
when i was 16 i brought 3/4ths of an oz to sell to someone at saturday d hall......that morning i locked my keys in the car at the donut store and someone had to help me get em out.
i was late as hell and hurridly crotched my sack right next to my nutsack and proceeded to attend this stupid satyrday d hall.
soon as i walked in the bag of herb slipped through my pants leg right in front of the teachers. she said "is that dope?" i said hell no, grabbed it and ran, they had walkie talkied the cop and he was on my ass. i was at my car at this point and i turned around, pushed him and said "get the fuck off me"
.00002 seconds later i was in pain, and also in handcuffs. they had to call the nurse to pick gravel outta my elbows before they took me to jail.
'04
a sate trooper pulls my buddy and i over, my friend was driving. he pulls us over because our headlights were too bright or some bullshit excuse. i had 4 oz of dank that i just paid for, and about 20 xanax and valium on me. he was getting my friend out of the car when his walkie talkie radio thing goes off and they say some code and he responds, gets in his car and squeels off. i almost pissed myself.
same fuckin cop........i was planning on drinking and smoking one night so i met my friends at a bar and rider with them rather then drive. im a dumbass because i met em at a fuckin bar to go out and ride with them, but at the time it was a good idea.
well im totally sober and they are already shit faced, and notice the bastard is going 60 or so in a 45!
as soon as that the fucking same cop who almost busted us earlier that year pulls us over. i stick a raunchy sack of bubblegum in between my foot and sandle. gets us out searches our person and doesnt find shit. proceeds to search the car and we start talkin to each other. cop tells us to spread out. so i go lean on a car and kick the sack from under my sandle, to underneith the car and then back away from it. cop finds bud in the car and calls us over there, well when he does this the owner of the car i kicked the sack under gets in his shit and pulls out revealing the sack i kicked under there.
long story shorter, my friend goes to jail for his own weed, cop told me to drive his truck home, we go back and get my bubblegum the cop didnt see and proceed to smoke weed.
another time i cali rolled a stop sign, got pulled over after smoking a spliff and the cop said "boy you got a hunk of green shit on yer lip there" takes my lisence and runs it and i wipe my mouth and notice a huge shunk of bud from the end of the joint. cop comes back sayd im good to go, make sure to stop at the signs for at least 3 seconds, and be careful. i never smoked before or during driving again nor will i.
i was late as hell and hurridly crotched my sack right next to my nutsack and proceeded to attend this stupid satyrday d hall.
soon as i walked in the bag of herb slipped through my pants leg right in front of the teachers. she said "is that dope?" i said hell no, grabbed it and ran, they had walkie talkied the cop and he was on my ass. i was at my car at this point and i turned around, pushed him and said "get the fuck off me"
.00002 seconds later i was in pain, and also in handcuffs. they had to call the nurse to pick gravel outta my elbows before they took me to jail.
'04
a sate trooper pulls my buddy and i over, my friend was driving. he pulls us over because our headlights were too bright or some bullshit excuse. i had 4 oz of dank that i just paid for, and about 20 xanax and valium on me. he was getting my friend out of the car when his walkie talkie radio thing goes off and they say some code and he responds, gets in his car and squeels off. i almost pissed myself.
same fuckin cop........i was planning on drinking and smoking one night so i met my friends at a bar and rider with them rather then drive. im a dumbass because i met em at a fuckin bar to go out and ride with them, but at the time it was a good idea.
well im totally sober and they are already shit faced, and notice the bastard is going 60 or so in a 45!
as soon as that the fucking same cop who almost busted us earlier that year pulls us over. i stick a raunchy sack of bubblegum in between my foot and sandle. gets us out searches our person and doesnt find shit. proceeds to search the car and we start talkin to each other. cop tells us to spread out. so i go lean on a car and kick the sack from under my sandle, to underneith the car and then back away from it. cop finds bud in the car and calls us over there, well when he does this the owner of the car i kicked the sack under gets in his shit and pulls out revealing the sack i kicked under there.
long story shorter, my friend goes to jail for his own weed, cop told me to drive his truck home, we go back and get my bubblegum the cop didnt see and proceed to smoke weed.
another time i cali rolled a stop sign, got pulled over after smoking a spliff and the cop said "boy you got a hunk of green shit on yer lip there" takes my lisence and runs it and i wipe my mouth and notice a huge shunk of bud from the end of the joint. cop comes back sayd im good to go, make sure to stop at the signs for at least 3 seconds, and be careful. i never smoked before or during driving again nor will i.
G
Guest
Guess I'll pull a couple outa the "For What It's Worth Dept" vault.....
(gotta remember, I'm an old fart and got wise real quick - apologies for references to substances other than MJ - but you have to remember this was before LEO knew anything about MJ or hallucinegens - AND before I got wise to the detriments of others and chose the righteous path of cannabis).
Back in the early 60s' we took time off school to hitchhike the country and meet people and learn of the different cultures cropping up all over the country. On one of those outings we had just picked up some party favors and were heading back to the commune farm when this "Dodge County cop" stopped us. One by one he took us into his squad, took our info and returned to search our van when we all came up clean on his warrant check. (At this point, please bear with me - cannabis was only one of our favors) He found a sack in the back, brought it up and placed it on the front seat and opened it to discover a brick of sugar (window pane and shroom juice treated cubes). He almost bust a nut, he got so excited like he had the biggest bust in the county - we suspect he watched too much TV - thought he had a big coke bust for his record I guess - anyway, he wet his finger and dabbed the white stuff like they did in the movies and plopped it right there on his tongue! We watched in amazement at this specimen of intelligence and quietly drove away as he went skipping off across the cornfield singing something about a yellow brick road.....
And then the time my partner and I contracted to move an entire drug store to another state - lock, stock, and barrell in 48 hours. Needless to say we needed help from MJ and "uppers" to work 48 hours straight through - we had to open the new location in 48 hours. Well as we were driving up to a local restaurant for breakfast one morning with my partner driving, we got in behind some knucklehead in a Jaguar convertible just taking his sweet time at 17 MPH in a 55 MPH zone, and partner got impatient and decided to pass this idiot but approaching headlights made it impossible for him to pull out. So he cuts over to the shoulder and guns it, just as we get back on the pavement we see that the approaching headlights belonged to - yup, you guessed it - a state bear. So, we get stopped and says he has sufficient cause to search, and finds our jug of black beauties (caffeine pills to keep us awake, honest officer) and a few empty baggies stuffed down in the cushion of the back seat. Total MJ amounted to about 3 gms from all three baggie corners. He took us into the local constabulary to speak with the judge. As we walked into the judges' chambers we noticed a nice brass bubbler occupying a corner of his desk. He watched us closely as we entered and said if anyone comes in and recognizes the device he's got them! My smart-ass partner countered with a remark about "entrapment." I thought he would throw the book at us and throw away the key, but as he read the charges and noted our commendable progress moving the much needed drug store into the community duly found me guilty of "transporting a class c controlled substance without a permit" and fined me $5. We never heard anything about the black beauties - we have to assume the troopers kept the stash for themselves. I framed the judgement and it occupied a prominent honored spot in the living room for quite some time.
(gotta remember, I'm an old fart and got wise real quick - apologies for references to substances other than MJ - but you have to remember this was before LEO knew anything about MJ or hallucinegens - AND before I got wise to the detriments of others and chose the righteous path of cannabis).
Back in the early 60s' we took time off school to hitchhike the country and meet people and learn of the different cultures cropping up all over the country. On one of those outings we had just picked up some party favors and were heading back to the commune farm when this "Dodge County cop" stopped us. One by one he took us into his squad, took our info and returned to search our van when we all came up clean on his warrant check. (At this point, please bear with me - cannabis was only one of our favors) He found a sack in the back, brought it up and placed it on the front seat and opened it to discover a brick of sugar (window pane and shroom juice treated cubes). He almost bust a nut, he got so excited like he had the biggest bust in the county - we suspect he watched too much TV - thought he had a big coke bust for his record I guess - anyway, he wet his finger and dabbed the white stuff like they did in the movies and plopped it right there on his tongue! We watched in amazement at this specimen of intelligence and quietly drove away as he went skipping off across the cornfield singing something about a yellow brick road.....
And then the time my partner and I contracted to move an entire drug store to another state - lock, stock, and barrell in 48 hours. Needless to say we needed help from MJ and "uppers" to work 48 hours straight through - we had to open the new location in 48 hours. Well as we were driving up to a local restaurant for breakfast one morning with my partner driving, we got in behind some knucklehead in a Jaguar convertible just taking his sweet time at 17 MPH in a 55 MPH zone, and partner got impatient and decided to pass this idiot but approaching headlights made it impossible for him to pull out. So he cuts over to the shoulder and guns it, just as we get back on the pavement we see that the approaching headlights belonged to - yup, you guessed it - a state bear. So, we get stopped and says he has sufficient cause to search, and finds our jug of black beauties (caffeine pills to keep us awake, honest officer) and a few empty baggies stuffed down in the cushion of the back seat. Total MJ amounted to about 3 gms from all three baggie corners. He took us into the local constabulary to speak with the judge. As we walked into the judges' chambers we noticed a nice brass bubbler occupying a corner of his desk. He watched us closely as we entered and said if anyone comes in and recognizes the device he's got them! My smart-ass partner countered with a remark about "entrapment." I thought he would throw the book at us and throw away the key, but as he read the charges and noted our commendable progress moving the much needed drug store into the community duly found me guilty of "transporting a class c controlled substance without a permit" and fined me $5. We never heard anything about the black beauties - we have to assume the troopers kept the stash for themselves. I framed the judgement and it occupied a prominent honored spot in the living room for quite some time.
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smotpoker
this is a post about a recent bust in my life.
I sleep with my windows open. At all times of the year. What can i say? Well one night around midnight i am rolling into bed and hear some strange noises coming from outside. I brushed them off as probably a dog or other animal as they always shit back behind my place. I fall asleep.
Now the story gets interesting. Apparently a neigbhor had heard the noises too. She was worried it was a person and called the mutha fuckin police. So noises-midnight. Apparently the cops (6 of em) came to the building and investigated the noises. Seeing my window open, with no screen, they become concerned for my safety
At 3:00 AM i roll over and dont believe my eyes. Theres 6 cops running around my place with flashlights out and guns drawn. In the Dark. If i had had a gun, they would have been shot. Men dressed in black with flashlights and guns at 3 am running around in the dark of my apartment?!!? They asked for my id and told me the situation. After it was understood that no prowler was in my house, they began to snoop around. In my half asleep hazey state i watch this cop go into my closet with his flashlight. I can only imagine the shit in his pants as he came across a beautiful unknown sativa in a scrog under a 400w light. she had just finished stretching after 4 weeks of 12/12. she was a giant taking up a 2x2 foot print completely. Those pigs.
ANyways, once they jizzed themselves they pulled me and my roommate outside in our undies (its now 3.30 am) Its 35 fucking degrees, and these cops are waiting on a hairpin trigger for me to give in and give consensual search. I told them to fuck off and go get a warrant. Slammed the door on them and locked it. I had time to take care of my place, except the plant was too woven into the screen to cut up so that it would fit into the toilet.
I severed the plant from the 5 gallon root ball and stuffed everything into a trash bag. In my hurried state i jumped out my back window to find a dumpster to toss my plant. I was met by the fools in black who were hiding with assault rifles. they detained me and hauled my ass to jail for possesion. The worst part about this was as the cop was pulling into the street to take me to jail, his fucking dashboard clock read 4:20 AM
hey found a massacred plant, grow supplies, and a couple pipes. NO SCALE OR PROCESSED BUD < those if had been in my possesion would have really hurt my situation.
bottom line i found after doing research, is that 'warrantless searches' are only legit if theres an 'urgent' situation. In my case an open window doesnt mean urgent anything. It is a violation of my 4th amendment rights and if goes to court will be thrown out. Any evidence or probable cause to obtain the search warrant that came from the inital warrantless search, gets tossed out of court.
all in all thats about all i can talk about now.
My roommate had come home late that night piss drunk and forgot to lock the front door. If he had locked the door, or my windows had been closed i could have avoided all this. I would have been fucked worse if i had allowed for the consensual search.
people gotta cover the basic's if your growing pot. Dont give them an inch, or else they'll drag you the full mile.
I sleep with my windows open. At all times of the year. What can i say? Well one night around midnight i am rolling into bed and hear some strange noises coming from outside. I brushed them off as probably a dog or other animal as they always shit back behind my place. I fall asleep.
Now the story gets interesting. Apparently a neigbhor had heard the noises too. She was worried it was a person and called the mutha fuckin police. So noises-midnight. Apparently the cops (6 of em) came to the building and investigated the noises. Seeing my window open, with no screen, they become concerned for my safety
At 3:00 AM i roll over and dont believe my eyes. Theres 6 cops running around my place with flashlights out and guns drawn. In the Dark. If i had had a gun, they would have been shot. Men dressed in black with flashlights and guns at 3 am running around in the dark of my apartment?!!? They asked for my id and told me the situation. After it was understood that no prowler was in my house, they began to snoop around. In my half asleep hazey state i watch this cop go into my closet with his flashlight. I can only imagine the shit in his pants as he came across a beautiful unknown sativa in a scrog under a 400w light. she had just finished stretching after 4 weeks of 12/12. she was a giant taking up a 2x2 foot print completely. Those pigs. ANyways, once they jizzed themselves they pulled me and my roommate outside in our undies (its now 3.30 am) Its 35 fucking degrees, and these cops are waiting on a hairpin trigger for me to give in and give consensual search. I told them to fuck off and go get a warrant. Slammed the door on them and locked it. I had time to take care of my place, except the plant was too woven into the screen to cut up so that it would fit into the toilet.
I severed the plant from the 5 gallon root ball and stuffed everything into a trash bag. In my hurried state i jumped out my back window to find a dumpster to toss my plant. I was met by the fools in black who were hiding with assault rifles. they detained me and hauled my ass to jail for possesion. The worst part about this was as the cop was pulling into the street to take me to jail, his fucking dashboard clock read 4:20 AM
hey found a massacred plant, grow supplies, and a couple pipes. NO SCALE OR PROCESSED BUD < those if had been in my possesion would have really hurt my situation.
bottom line i found after doing research, is that 'warrantless searches' are only legit if theres an 'urgent' situation. In my case an open window doesnt mean urgent anything. It is a violation of my 4th amendment rights and if goes to court will be thrown out. Any evidence or probable cause to obtain the search warrant that came from the inital warrantless search, gets tossed out of court.
all in all thats about all i can talk about now.
My roommate had come home late that night piss drunk and forgot to lock the front door. If he had locked the door, or my windows had been closed
i could have avoided all this. I would have been fucked worse if i had allowed for the consensual search. people gotta cover the basic's if your growing pot. Dont give them an inch, or else they'll drag you the full mile.
G
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Well friends........ heres my stories..............
When I was in highschool I was hanging out with a bunch of friends on mushrooms. Out of the 10 people or so my friend and I were the only sober ones so we were volunteer'd to go get the reefer. So we head out and meet one of our dealers to pick up a half of mids. Deal goes well and we head home, smoking the "just got the sack" bowl. I was on a main highway when I see a cop in the lane to my left about 2 cars ahead. I figure were cool because hes ahead but stop smoking the bowl because it would have been dumb not too. Suddenly the cop stops in the middle of the highway........No lights on, no siren, just stops. The 2 cars ahead in my lane drive right by the stopped cop assuming he was pulling someone over or something so I go too. Unfortunatly what I couldnt see was the crackhead the cop was stopping for that was trying to cross in the middle of the highway, no where near a crosswalk or anything. So the cop pulls me over, car reaking like weed, and pretty much just started yelling at me telling me to always stop for crackheads or something like that. He luckily didnt smell the weed and just let us go. Good thing the cop had a stuffy nose that day :smile:
Another time I was living at an apartment with an ex-girlfriend. We we having an argument and unfortunatly were being loud and the police were called. She went outside first and I heard screaming. When she went outside I was smart enough to take my 6 foot handblown glass bong and other various smoking utensil's and rush them to a hiding spot. That was a very good choice because when I went outside, I had about 8 guns pointed at me and probably every police officer in my city there. The officers somehow got the idea that we were having a knife fight and so they considered it a domestic violence call. My girlfriend flipped out and the police cuffed her and then they went into my house and looked around without permission because they said it was a domestic violence call and they need to know if anyone else is in the apartment. If I hadnt have hidden my bongs and crap I would have been screwed!! Luckily no grow going at that time :smile: I am out of that stressful situation now but did learn some good lessons!
I have about 5000000000 more close calls but that would take to long.
Everyone have a great day and learn from these story's!! STAY SAFE!!
When I was in highschool I was hanging out with a bunch of friends on mushrooms. Out of the 10 people or so my friend and I were the only sober ones so we were volunteer'd to go get the reefer. So we head out and meet one of our dealers to pick up a half of mids. Deal goes well and we head home, smoking the "just got the sack" bowl. I was on a main highway when I see a cop in the lane to my left about 2 cars ahead. I figure were cool because hes ahead but stop smoking the bowl because it would have been dumb not too. Suddenly the cop stops in the middle of the highway........No lights on, no siren, just stops. The 2 cars ahead in my lane drive right by the stopped cop assuming he was pulling someone over or something so I go too. Unfortunatly what I couldnt see was the crackhead the cop was stopping for that was trying to cross in the middle of the highway, no where near a crosswalk or anything. So the cop pulls me over, car reaking like weed, and pretty much just started yelling at me telling me to always stop for crackheads or something like that. He luckily didnt smell the weed and just let us go. Good thing the cop had a stuffy nose that day :smile:
Another time I was living at an apartment with an ex-girlfriend. We we having an argument and unfortunatly were being loud and the police were called. She went outside first and I heard screaming. When she went outside I was smart enough to take my 6 foot handblown glass bong and other various smoking utensil's and rush them to a hiding spot. That was a very good choice because when I went outside, I had about 8 guns pointed at me and probably every police officer in my city there. The officers somehow got the idea that we were having a knife fight and so they considered it a domestic violence call. My girlfriend flipped out and the police cuffed her and then they went into my house and looked around without permission because they said it was a domestic violence call and they need to know if anyone else is in the apartment. If I hadnt have hidden my bongs and crap I would have been screwed!! Luckily no grow going at that time :smile: I am out of that stressful situation now but did learn some good lessons!
I have about 5000000000 more close calls but that would take to long.
Everyone have a great day and learn from these story's!! STAY SAFE!!
filter xp
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I have been lucky enough to have not gotten busted in a few years, I hope I can keep up the good luck.I have many stories where the police have let me off after getting caught red handed, but there is one that stands out for me. I mean every other time I had gotten caught the police had taken my stash or bong, stamped joints into the ground maybe.
But at a party one night, it was gettin late, probably 1:30-2am. Some friends and I were lookin for smoke, but could not find weed ANYWHERE. Fine, even though we hate to do it, we all agree to drive to a bad area of town and go to the weed spot. These guys are always open, and have some decent haze sometimes, but the chances of 3 white kids not getting pulled over by police in 'the hood' is slim to none. Usually you can tell who the unmarked detective cars are, the ford explorers or crown victorias with strange attenas and middle aged white guys in them. We always expect the worse when we have to go here,this time is no different. As we get to the spot there is a suburban parked down the street, but there were also a lot of cars, the suburban just stuck out to me for some reason. It was dark and I could not see if there was anybody inside of it, but I dismiss the possibility of it being police because it was not a Ford vehicle. ANYTIME i had gotten pulled over by an unmarked car it was a Ford. Anyway, we pull up to the house, hop out and get the stuff, bing bang boom, and pull out. As soon as we turn the corner, the Suburban has thrown flashin lights on top, and is pulling us over. The detectives have been watching the house, it was a known drug spot, and they want to know what we have. We can sense these guys aren't fucking around and hand over the weed. They dump the weed on top of the car and take all us out of the car to interrogate us more about crack and cocaine and details about who runs the house that we have no idea about. We get back into the car as they go into theirs to type up some stuff on the computers. Finally after some waiting time, they come back and yell at us some more for being there and tell us to "get the fuck out of here and dont come back". As we watch them pull away, we cant remember seeing the detectives do anything to dispose of the weed they just confiscated. My friend in the back seat reaches his hand on the roof of the car and wah-lah, the few grams of weed we just bought were left on top of the car for us by the detectives.
We went back to the party, rolled up a bag and we all bullshitted about how this is the best joint we ever smoked because the cops let us have it. It seems like the boys in blue were actually not concerned with marijuana and were just after the hard drugs like they should be.
Not bad right?
But at a party one night, it was gettin late, probably 1:30-2am. Some friends and I were lookin for smoke, but could not find weed ANYWHERE. Fine, even though we hate to do it, we all agree to drive to a bad area of town and go to the weed spot. These guys are always open, and have some decent haze sometimes, but the chances of 3 white kids not getting pulled over by police in 'the hood' is slim to none. Usually you can tell who the unmarked detective cars are, the ford explorers or crown victorias with strange attenas and middle aged white guys in them. We always expect the worse when we have to go here,this time is no different. As we get to the spot there is a suburban parked down the street, but there were also a lot of cars, the suburban just stuck out to me for some reason. It was dark and I could not see if there was anybody inside of it, but I dismiss the possibility of it being police because it was not a Ford vehicle. ANYTIME i had gotten pulled over by an unmarked car it was a Ford. Anyway, we pull up to the house, hop out and get the stuff, bing bang boom, and pull out. As soon as we turn the corner, the Suburban has thrown flashin lights on top, and is pulling us over. The detectives have been watching the house, it was a known drug spot, and they want to know what we have. We can sense these guys aren't fucking around and hand over the weed. They dump the weed on top of the car and take all us out of the car to interrogate us more about crack and cocaine and details about who runs the house that we have no idea about. We get back into the car as they go into theirs to type up some stuff on the computers. Finally after some waiting time, they come back and yell at us some more for being there and tell us to "get the fuck out of here and dont come back". As we watch them pull away, we cant remember seeing the detectives do anything to dispose of the weed they just confiscated. My friend in the back seat reaches his hand on the roof of the car and wah-lah, the few grams of weed we just bought were left on top of the car for us by the detectives.
We went back to the party, rolled up a bag and we all bullshitted about how this is the best joint we ever smoked because the cops let us have it. It seems like the boys in blue were actually not concerned with marijuana and were just after the hard drugs like they should be.
Not bad right?
brightside
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Ok - this happened to my friend - but he is not a member - I have heard him tell the story several times - always the same story - it did happen so I get to tell it here
It was back in the early 80's and my friend was returning to The UK from India and thought it would be interesting (and quite cheap) to have a stopover in Moscow.
As usual he had his LSD Blotters hidden in his (old style) British passport (we use to take acid all over the world in this way - after all the first thing they do is take your passport and put it to one side - then they search you)
Everything went fine until the flight out of Moscow - Russian Immigration control took his passport and a colourful square of blotting paper fell out and floated down onto the table - he managed to keep his bowels under control just..and was thinking about life in the Gulags - but the immigration officer just picked up the blotter put it back into his passport closed it up and sent him on his way - he came straight to my house from the airport - he was still shaking
It was back in the early 80's and my friend was returning to The UK from India and thought it would be interesting (and quite cheap) to have a stopover in Moscow.
As usual he had his LSD Blotters hidden in his (old style) British passport (we use to take acid all over the world in this way - after all the first thing they do is take your passport and put it to one side - then they search you)
Everything went fine until the flight out of Moscow - Russian Immigration control took his passport and a colourful square of blotting paper fell out and floated down onto the table - he managed to keep his bowels under control just..and was thinking about life in the Gulags - but the immigration officer just picked up the blotter put it back into his passport closed it up and sent him on his way - he came straight to my house from the airport - he was still shaking
Ill post mine, when im for sure everything is settled... Great idea though... we should be able to learn alot from others mistakes.
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i guess i can post this now since the grow has been moved
4/21/05 9:30 am im smoking a joint while cleaning my apt i start to leave and i put out the joint on my way out the door .so i open the door just as 3 dudes are just about to knock 2 cops in uniform and a fed looking guy
they say are you so n so im like yeah what do ya want .they start asking if i was on any psycotropic drugs ,part of any organization if i had any problem with the local phone co so im like what the fuck yuo talking about .well aparently when i scooped up the bills and shit to go get MO's to pay them some how a razor blade got in the envelope for the phone co and they sent the cops to my house .so after we straighten out that mess i guess when i first opened the door to leave the cloud of smoke came out the door with me and the CAPTAIN leans forward and looks right in my eyes goes sniff sniff and says well now that that is taken care of ya got any more marijuana . im like :jawdrop: my door is still open a bit cuz they like i said were just about to knock hen i opened it .so im like holy shit i got 12 plants in flower in the room in a cabinet lights were off at the time the carbon filter hooked to the exaust fan that just shut off 1/2 hr before they came did its job cuz when he ask me if i had any more he was already starting in the door but low and behold the filter did its job the only shit he smelled was what was burning before they came but there was a bud on the table so i got hit with a
possesion ticket ended up paying a 195.00 fine
so use them filter s they work the copper was standing no more then 3' away from 12 flowering plants 1 being sour bubble and a stinky pinky and they didnt know shit
so now instead of being crammed in a 16"x37"x48" space with a 400
they are in a 5' sqx 7'tall room with 2 400 's they just made me go bigger and better muuuuhahahahahahaaaaaaaa
4/21/05 9:30 am im smoking a joint while cleaning my apt i start to leave and i put out the joint on my way out the door .so i open the door just as 3 dudes are just about to knock 2 cops in uniform and a fed looking guy
they say are you so n so im like yeah what do ya want .they start asking if i was on any psycotropic drugs ,part of any organization if i had any problem with the local phone co so im like what the fuck yuo talking about .well aparently when i scooped up the bills and shit to go get MO's to pay them some how a razor blade got in the envelope for the phone co and they sent the cops to my house .so after we straighten out that mess i guess when i first opened the door to leave the cloud of smoke came out the door with me and the CAPTAIN leans forward and looks right in my eyes goes sniff sniff and says well now that that is taken care of ya got any more marijuana . im like :jawdrop: my door is still open a bit cuz they like i said were just about to knock hen i opened it .so im like holy shit i got 12 plants in flower in the room in a cabinet lights were off at the time the carbon filter hooked to the exaust fan that just shut off 1/2 hr before they came did its job cuz when he ask me if i had any more he was already starting in the door but low and behold the filter did its job the only shit he smelled was what was burning before they came but there was a bud on the table so i got hit with a
possesion ticket ended up paying a 195.00 fine
so use them filter s they work the copper was standing no more then 3' away from 12 flowering plants 1 being sour bubble and a stinky pinky and they didnt know shit
so now instead of being crammed in a 16"x37"x48" space with a 400
they are in a 5' sqx 7'tall room with 2 400 's they just made me go bigger and better muuuuhahahahahahaaaaaaaa
this is a classic one from hawaii. cheeeeeeeee oneday a whole bunch of us were driving around looking for a spot to smoke some herb. now at the time i had stopped smoking but i just went along for the ride. so we're drving down kam highway and we all stop at a elementary school. it was dark as hell already. id say it was about 11. so my friends find a little roofed area with many lights underneath. the whole place was lit up but they still insisted on staying there. so they toke it up smoking about half the joint until one of my others friends who was not smoking also just stops and has this look on his face like ohhhhhh shit were fucked. about 100ft away was a tennis court. and on the otherside of the court was a cop. so we all tried to scramble and run away into our cars but as soon as he saw us split he came down before we could drive away. he was watching us the whole time with his binoculars hahahahhaha. then he asks us whats going on and my fat stupid friend says "nothings wrong its all cool here" WITH A FUCKIN JOINT
sorry i accidentally pressed post. haha well to continue the story while my friend was talking to the cop another one of my pals was in his truck putting his gf's lotion in his mouth to kill the smell. another guy was trying to hide while he was laughing. it was starting to seem like a disaster. after that the cop tells him to come towards his car. he thinks the cop is gonna backhand him but instead he takes the joint out of his ear and tastes the bud HAHAHAHA. then the cop told us how he used to "smoke like a motherfucker" good words comin froma pig. anyway he asked us howmuch more we had and we told him we had half a joint more so he says hes gonna keep the new joint and we can smoke the half burnt one hahahhahah. but in the end he gave us back the joint and told us to smoke that shit at home. what a night.
