Arrest Stories & Close Calls

[ksac]

I was taking the 45 mile trip to the university in the city. It still early in the morning and raining. Now, before I would go to my first class I would always light up a nice joint to relax on my way there. The radio is so boring otherwise.

Anyways, I was going through a stretch almost to the city where they were doing some utility work beside the road. I was used to it by then and was just doing fine, putting out my joint. It didn't surprise me when I rounded the curve and seen lights beside the road. Aw, more utility work. So I slow it down to 55. There was no concern until some fool steps out into my lane. Holy shit! You dumb son of a bitch! I slam on the brakes and my car starts to slide on the wet pavement. I just know I'm about to mow this fucker over. My car finally stops just yards from this guy. And that's when I noticed it. His little uniform, being rained on. Damn! He's a cop!

All I can think about is the smoke filled cab of my car and the two and half joints I've got. Too late to do anything with them now, he's right in front of my car. And he looked pissed. Damn! He makes his way around to my window. So here we go, I roll the window down and the smoke climbs out of the car. No doubt, he smelled it.

"When you see lights beside the road, you better slow down! Do you hear me?" were the first words to come out of his mouth. I look over to my left and what I assumed to be electrical workers, was actually a wrecker pulling someone from the ditch, plus a cop car. Well, I can't argue with that. "Yes sir" was all I replied. "Slow down and be careful" wasn't expecting him to say that. "Yes sir" I muttered again. Then he just walks away from my car. What just happened? That's all I could think as I got out of there as soon I could. I almost run this guy over and my car reeks of the goodness and he just lets me go. Oh well, I slowed down when I seen lights there after that.

This wasn't the first time I had a cop step out in front of me and I almost run him over. Those city cops are ignorant.

 

[Luckygreenhand]

I have lots of "run ins" with the law, no possesion charges though!!! I'll start with this one for you all though...

I was 18 at the time, currently on the run for violation of prob for some minor shit! Anyways, since i was now 18 I knew i was going to be fucked and have to do jail time so i just ran, and things were fine and dandy, till i went to a park late at night! (prob after official hours, like an idiot) and then my "brother" did something more idiotic than myself, we decided it was a good idea to throw rocks at this lamp! Keep in mind, we'd been there prob 15 mins already-30 maybe, swinging , hanging out, (x was there too....) and of course me, smoking out of a brand new bad ass piece. Anyways, right as my buddy strikes the plexi glass covering the bulb, a 5-0 was pulling up in front of the park. He sees the big cloud of dust and stuff from the light, and it suonded almost like a gun shot! Wonder wtf he was thinking, prob the worst. Anyways, someone must have already called us in to be looked into, since there were like 4 cops in a matter of seconds at the entrance to the park. Anyways, they light up all the spot lights and im kinda far away and a little hidden behind playground equip and tables and such. Anyways, I had just stuffed them back into my pocket and managed to somehow get both the pipe out and the weed, drop them by my foot, and shovel playground sand on them before the cops see me. My x wife and my buddy were able to go back and recover the weed (which was okay, not a lot anyways) but were unable to find my piece! Sadly for me I had to go down to the station for my warrant and was there till the next day, when i bonded out and tried to go look in the light, it was still unfindable, which is the worst part of the story! I had just got it, double inside out glass, 100$ prob one of th emost expensive "Dry" glass pieces i have bought still to this day, but I didn't get charged with possession or parapha!
more to come soon, if you want me to, once i can ill compile my own in depth thread at all my "close calls"

 

[spainmedman]

Smuggling from A'dam to Germany 1991

Smuggling from A'dam to Germany 1991

I was stationed in Germany with the U.S. Army, I would take train trips to Amsterdam and smuggle weed and hash back to sell for more trips to Amsterdam. I made good money, every trip back I stayed at nicer and nicer hotels.
One trip I was sitting at Nice Dreams juice bar, they sold good hash and some decent weed, they were right by the Bluebird Coffee shop. I was sitting there one day chatting with the guy working there and another guy. I bought some Nepalese Temple Ball to take back with me while talking to the guys. They started shifting to conversation to military stuff and the U.S. Army, I also noticed some military videos behind the counter. It all started to get weird after they asked me where I was from and what I was doing in Amsterdam. I lied to them and told them I was just on vacation from Ohio and was chillin' there for a few days. The guy who worked there asked if I wasn't really in the Army and I said "no", after that him and the other guy looked at each other in a funny way, like they were saying "yeah right" to each other. I was getting weirded out by these guys and said my goodbyes and left. I knew the Army had undercover guys from the (C.I.D.) Criminal Investigation Division in Amsterdam trying to bust military guys but I knew they couldn't make me show an ID or anything if I told them I was not in the military....so I didn't think much of it and was not really nervous because all I had to do was deny I was in the Army and there was no way an Army C.I.D. guy could make a civilian in Amsterdam show an I.D. to them.
So I enjoyed the rest of my weekend there, loaded up on some killer weed and hash to smuggle back to Germany. Sunday I got on my train and headed back. The train ride was nerve racking as usual. At the last stop in the Netherlands Zoll (customs guys), Dutch police and German police would get on the train and ride to the first stop in Germany. During that time they would pull out known smugglers and search people they thought might be smuggling. I always had a "dummy" back pack that I would throw in the luggage bin by the train doors with my stuff so it was never on me. Made it across the border without even getting looked at and figured I was ok, and my bag was still there, no dogs this time.
I am almost home to my city, we stop in city "X" and people get off the train and I am watching them. I look out the window and see the guy who was talking with me and the Nice Dreams guy, the guy who was bringing up military stuff ( we were on the same fucking train! ). I then remembered city "X" was the headquarters the U.S. Army C.I.D., and thought..."oh, shit!".... The guy was walking away from the train and looked back....right at me looking out the window at him...our eyes met and I knew I was in trouble...he was definitely C.I.D.
I knew at that point after seeing me he knew I was in the Army....he knew I was full of crap at Nice Dreams....he knew I was smuggling because he seen me buy way more hash than I could smoke while there...and he knew where I was stationed because from city "X" there was only a stop at city "Y", a very small village, and then the train stopped at where I was stationed, city "Z"( and city "Z" had a big Army post), and city "Z" was literally the "end of the line" for the train, it backed up and went the other way from there....he knows exactly where I am going...
So..... he knew I was smuggling and he knew where I was stationed and he knew I was in the Army...
I started to freak out a bit, so I got off the train at city "Y", not even a train station, just a stop at some crossroad on the middle of nowhere, I call one of my German friends and tell him to please come pick me up. We go to his house and I drop off all my weed and hash, then we go by the train station where I would have got out at and there were Military Police vehicles there, probably looking for me, so of course I think I am fucked. I spend the night at My German friends house and go back to the base at 630am for physical training. Everything seemed normal so far, then I notice some Hummers with a different units insignia on them. I figured it was C.I.D....
Lets just say I have a unique look, and these guys were looking for me....later that morning my platoon leader comes to me and says "were you in Amsterdam this weekend?"... I say "uh..., no"...then he say "well...you better hide out in your room today". So I laid low in my room all day while these guys were asking around about me...luckily we were a very tight knit group, nobody narcs on anybody...EVER!!!...these dorks poked around for a while then went back to city "X".....
A damn close call!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Later I found out if I would have got busted smuggling it would have meant 20 years hard labor, wow!
Don't even think about stealing my story! It's going in my book.

 

[Trying-to-blend]

He then came back to the car and asked the driver to step out and told him that he had a warrent for an unpaid ticket

ok, one ticket? I didn't think ANY state issues warrants for just one ticket..

I'm not questioning you, I'm actually surprised and pissed if it's true that it was just one ticket... Sometimes you don't have the money to pay... You're still gonna have to pay it when you renew your license, so fuck 'em.

oh, yeah, i've been stopped for driving with no shirt on with an excess of 1,500 dollars worth of tickets to my and my car's name, no physical license on me. i wasn't carrying, thank god, and was actually in boxer shorts, going to buy breakfast for my then girlfriend's kid.they let me go with a warning and as to the aforementioned tickets just told me to pay em as soon as possible, and that i didn't have to pay em all at once.

That was sort of a close call, but i've got much more interesting ones for the morning!

 

[CaptainStoner]

is it illegal to drive with no shirt on in america?

 

[globel]

I got raided.. And they dident DO SHIT!!! I think it was a illegal search warrent. Here is what they took. And they only gave me 1500$ back...... And i am A LEGAL smoker in California with paper work.

www.klanservers.com/420

 

[Bubba_krch]

i was charged with possession of drugs (pot) 7/26/06
took it to court with my lawyer, had it reduced to littering (i confessed to throwing an egg out the window ill get the court papers if you dont believe me)
wait...
while on bond for this, it was 1/26/07 snowboarding drunk under age and got into a fight next thing i know im beating this kid kicking him with my boots on and a sheriff is on his way, so its 6 months to the fing day i get arrested again on 2 charges, 1. underage consumption and 2. disorderly conduct.
I managed to get the disorderly conduct dropped and the underage consumption erased from my record after i compete probation, i was never ordered to complete a PBT or drug test for these two charges, just go to a MADD speaker.

in the end i still have a clean record, no charges, lol and i am finally off both probations (i completed the separately so every month id have two meetings... lol what a waste of time) and damn have i learned my lesson, well sorta, keep it indoors!

-peace

 

[RandyMarsh]

I had a close call last night at buddies house.

We had been sitting in his house for a couple hours, breaking his new vape in with a few friends. We were also waiting on my other buddy to get back with a QP he was just picking up. It had been a while so we were getting anxious (he was coming back with some tasty material), then we hear a knock on the door. Of course we're excited and yell "Come in!" thinking it's my buddy. Nope. 2 Cops walk in the door.

There had to be at least 2 ounces sitting on the coffee table, in clear view. As well as the freshly packed vape and a bong or two. I expected this was going to turn into a very balls ass night. But the cops just asked us if we knew some guy they were looking for. Apparently this guy lived in the basement suite below and had they had a warrant for his arrest.

So my friend told them he hadn't seen the guy in weeks and let them down to the basement. While they were down there we of course stashed all the gear, even though we knew they had seen it all. So we sit there for about 20 minutes, nervous as fuck, and then they come back up from the basement.

They started heading out the door, "Give us a call if you see him around.". "Oh and nice smell boys". And that was it. They peaced out and didn't do a thing.

Funny thing is, my buddy with the QP was just getting out of his truck out front when the cops pulled up. Thankfully he was smart enough to just start walking away from the house when he saw them. We we're worried though cause we saw his truck out front after the cops left and thought they grabbed him. But he showed up 30 minutes later with a fat bag. Fun night.

 

[That Girl]

Holy smokes. The HOURS of entertainment this thread is. to everyone who has posted.

 

[midwestganja]

Welp my close call wasn't that crazy .. but, some 10 years ago, in my younger days(though I still like to think im young). I remember being a total moron driving around at 4am with a nice joint of homegrown. Well it was a small town so the typical teenager didnt think much of it. You rarely saw a cop, and if you did, he would wave, and never fucked with you.

Well its 4am and we're driving around, me and 2 buddies, just smoking our J, enjoying the beautiful weather, had the top down in the mustang. So outta nowhere we're driving down a road we had driven down before hundreds of times. Little did we know we had just driven into a incoming-raid. Yes thats right, 10-15 sheriff/state patrol/k-9's coming from all directions toward some house. As I flipped the fuck out I continued to drive past k-9 and sheriff who were flying toward some house behind me. I turn to my buddy and say "put that fucking joint out NOW"... I had lived there 20 years and never seen any shit like this, so im totally flipping out by now.

I get about 2 blocks away from the "scene" they are raiding, i look in my rear-view and all i see is cops and NO lights on, definitely a raid lol. Finally we get the fuck out of there about a good 1/2 mile away.. I thought we were safe. WRONG!

Out of nowhere, cherries and berries flying towards my tail at fucking 100mph who knows.. lol. I am shittin myself, thinkin great here we go, gonna get fucked now. All we had on us was the joint, but in the panic of the moment my friend somehow didnt put the joint out, instead it was just sitting in the ashtray, rolling smoke out like a fucking fog machine.

So im starting to pullover and I just keep telling myself "we are fucked". After I pull over into a parking lot this fucking sheriff comes up to my window, smoke basically rolling out of my ashtray with a burning joint. He looks straight at me and says "You been smoking some weed eh?" -- I looked him back straight in the face and said "Nope, just tobacco". He got a little pissed off at this point, at which he decided to humiliate us.

He asks for my license/reg info ofcourse, goes back to his cruiser, so we put the joint out. . (like it mattered at this point) -- he comes back after a few minutes and asks us to stick out our tongues. I am just like "what...?".. . apparantly there is some test they do ? residue on the tongue perhaps? I have no fucking clue but the dude was probably laughing his ass off on the inside. Well he checks out our "tongues" and then starts asking all these bizarre fucking questions like "DO YOU KNOW WHERE MICHAEL IS?" and im like "i dont even know a michael bro"... apparantly he thought we were involved in the "drug house" they had just raided.

So after checking our "tongues" and questioning us about some guy we didnt even know, I can hear some shit on the radio about the guy has fled the seen in some other car, and the cops both freak out, and the guy holding my license looks at me and he says "drive safely and make sure not to smoke anymore marijuana on the way home" - exactly his words. My jaw dropped, and inside i was just like WTF is going on here.. is this a joke.. hahahaha.. So I got my license, take off, and went home, and slept like a damn baby for a good 10 hours

Wrong place at the wrong time.

 

[Micro420]

Wrong place at the wrong time.

Lol speaking of wrong place wrong time.

I was chilling with a couple of friends. Just finished a blunt like an hour before. Telephone rings, its more friends with more weed. They wanted to come over and chill. So I volunteer to go get them. I was stoned as hell. Anyway a quarter mile from their place seen cops. I was like oh shit... I had a quarter bag in my shoe.

Any way go on up there the police stopped me. I was looking around confused as hell. There stood my friends busted by the police. Great.... Anyway the cops started harassing me saying I was a suspect of arm robbery. BC the store next to their place supposedly had been robbed. They could tell I was stoned and I knew I wasn't no suspect. Anyway one cop wanted to search my truck... didn't have anything in there so what the hell. I let them.They were like where is your gun? They kept claiming that I had a gun. I was like dude if I had a rifle in there you would see it.

So frustrated the cop ask to search me. At the same time the had seperated me from my friends. I could see what was going on over there. Two bags of weed laying on the police car.... about a half oz worth. So I let them frisk me... they came up empty handed. I remind you had a quarter bag in my shoe at the same time. Then another cop came up to me.. his reply. We know what your doing. Your friends done spilled the beans. I was like ok.. he asked do you have anything on you. I was like no ya'll just searched me.

Then he started preaching to me about my choice of friends and etc etc. Just more cop bs. They eventually let me go. I was fu king nerveous as hell. I figured would have been locked up too. But thats one of my close calls.

 

[CheifnBud2]

LOL. Thats hilarious. What did they do with your buddies?

How old are you/they?

 

[bushboy]

A few yrs ago, me an a buddy went for a half o. We get the stuff, an it smelled sweet, candyish. Looked terrific. We couldn't wait for home so we pull into a truckstop to grab papers an roll this candy up!!
In the meantime, some hitchhiker is being very aggressive with the truckers. This is unbeknownst to us and I'm cutting an he's staring, then filling my paper, an he's waitin,watchin, an we both got our heads down, Suddenly! theres a bang on the my window, an we look up......an there's some wildman staring at us. I look just past him at 2 LEO's an one grabs krazyman, an the other looks at me with my lap fulla candy an sez "He yours?" I roll my eyes an shake my head no like I would never even brush up against the law, an he turns an walks away. A few inches closer an he'd a saw.....

 

[DiscoBiscuit]

Talk to your lawyer, not the cops!

Talk to your lawyer, not the cops!

One summer night in the 1970s, a friend of mine was puffing a spliff in a car behind the bowling alley. Local cops on patrol cruised the parking lot and spotted a subject of interest in the car with my friend. The cops searched the car and found a small bag of weed. None in the group of four (including my friend) admitted the bag belonged to them. All four went to jail that night and were later released on bail. They all chipped in and rented the same lawyer. The lawyer explained that although they'd spent an awful night in jail, refusing to claim responsibility for the small amount of weed was their best decision of that unfortunate night. Back then the judge would have probably convicted all four but the lawyer seemed to think otherwise.

Both arresting officers appeared at the trial. Both officers testified against all four defendants. All four were said to be in the car and in close proximity to the weed found inside the car. The defense lawyer asked to see the evidence. The bailiff was forced to admit the evidence was missing from impound. With no physical evidence, the defense lawyer questioned the charge on the citation written the night of the arrest.

The citation read "possession of unlawful green vegetable material." The arresting officers explained they didn't know how to spell marijuana at the time. The defense lawyer argued "green vegetable material without specificity is not unlawful. The lack of physical evidence and the fact that none of the defendants admitted wrongdoing should prevent the court from imposing a guilty verdict." The judge agreed and all four defendants were ruled not guilty of the charge.

Never admit guilt, it could be the only thing against you in a court of law.

 

[DiscoBiscuit]

Those Were The Good Old Days

Those Were The Good Old Days

1983 was a good year for me and my buddy. I was 21, he was 18 and we both frequented the beer bars on the west side of a large city in North Carolina. It was summer and business as usual to puff doobs in the parking lot before and after leaving the bars. On one occasion, I notice an unmarked car pull behind another car in the bar parking lot. A cop got out of the unmarked car and searched the occupants. Although we had a front row seat to the show, we were in the middle of blazing and decided it would be a good idea to get the Hell out of Dodge.

The following weekend, me and the same buddy were driving away from a different bar when I noticed the same type unmarked car in my rear view mirror. Our timing was good and the unmarked car didn't pull us over. We laughed and boasted we were too slick to get busted. Naive? Several weeks later, we were again practicing our lifestyle outside a west side haunt. All the sudden I looked in my rear view mirror. The same unmarked car that we laughed at before was sitting on my back bumper!

North Carolina had recently decriminalized marijuana, anything under 1 ounce was a misdemeanor. My buddy's sister was dating the dope man then and he always gave my buddy 30 grams for $30.00. We called it the $30.00 no holler. Fate would have it that this particular night, my buddy would carry a fresh ounce-plus from the dope man.

We were toking the first doob out of the bag when the cop got out of the unmarked car and grabbed it from my buddy's hand.To make a long story short, the cop found the ounce. "That's a fat one," he smirked. The cop acknowledged the recent change in the law and, much to my surprise, my buddy confessed that the bag was his. The cop first explained to my buddy, then to me that any charges would depend on the weight of the bag. The cop put my buddy in the unmarked car to take him to jail. The cop then told me I could follow. If my buddy had less than an ounce, he'd get a ticket and be released without bail. More than an ounce would find my buddy in jail until bail could be secured. I reluctantly followed the unmarked car downtown, wondering if this was a mistake on my part. About the third time around the block, I nervously pulled into the basement entrance. I saw my buddy walking out the automatic door and toward the car. His face was flushed and I wondered if he was going to puke. He got in the car and described the scene. "Dude, they've got the same triple beams we got!" Then my friend described how the cop put the bag on the scale, the he put the big roach in the bag and said, "Twenty-seven and a half, you guys got ripped off!"

Those were the good old days. My buddy showed me the citation. The fine was $67.50! My buddy got popped with practically an ounce fine Colombian weed and was out less than a hundred bucks, including the cost of the weed itself!

 

[Bulénath]

daaaaamn....

 

[FRANKENBLUNT420]

"those were the good old days": now thats some shit!!! good enough to get an onion for 30 beans, but then to get off for it?! now thats priceless!

 

[RooR HeaD]

Man so many close call in my day but only one truely comes to mind this is that one story ill always tell at a remanise ses and one day my children wil here this story as well.

so for some reason this day i end up with this one kid my friends liked that i just did not like but i needed some dank and he was the only person willing to give me a ride that day. so he picks me up and everything is cool so he starts heading to my growers house to pickup my half o. we make it their i walk in give him my money he gave me a one bud half oz of some of the stinkyest skunk ive ever had know when u get that real skunk and it smells like a skunk got ran over by a car it was tha skunk i remember this bud and when ever i smell road kill of a shunk this weed is what i think of everytime. so back to the stroy we leave my dudes crib and start heading over to our friends to smoke out well why were waiting at the stop sign to pull out the neighbor hood he decides to pull out in front of a truck going 50 mphs a hour and the guy is laying on his horn with r luck the car that almost hits him has a cop right behind it and next thing u know u see the uturn the here come the lights. so at first i panic and dont know what to do so i just leave it in my pocket keep in mind like i said ijust got the bud so it was in a bag no jar well sure enough the cop smells it and gets my friend out first this dumb ass has a sword and a bong in his trunk why hes being put in cuffs notice my oppurtunity i stuff this budd down my panths right in front of my privates to pose as that if searched. well he gets me out and searches me doesnt find it but he had to search the car so he put me in the back of his car why my friend was standing at the front of the cop car in cuffs. well im sitting in the back of the cop car im thinking should i leave it under the cops seat or try and eat it or something so i just say fuck it and leave it were it is. ive been in the back of the cop car now for 40 mins why hes wriitngt eh tickets in front. and keep in mind this bud is stinking up this car like crazy. well he comes to give me my ticket and let me out and just gets blasted by the smell of a shunk and hes like dam u need to take a shower or something and right when i get out hes like wait u sure u dont have any weed on u i say no sr i told u already u searched me well asume the posistion and let alone he starts searching me again and yet again can find this bud. so theirs my close call sorry for spelling and if itdoesnt make sense im just very high right now so my bad.
cool thread

 

[SKAGITMAGIC]

Closer than a close call

Closer than a close call

Some friends and I had been hanging out at cherry grove park in San Leandro, calif. We had been smoking some doobies and I had to get home to watch the fugitive, when i walked in the front door my Mom was sitting there with two gentleman from the Narcotics division , Robert Demaria from san leandro, and Al Quisada from Hayward. They had heard I was growing Marijuana in the attic, ther's a huge window up there and they were right, hopefully i'd catch the David Jansen adventure in a rerun during the summer,it was March 31 1966 and they charged me with a felony and booted me out of the school distric, I was OSTRACISED by society( what the hell that mean hehe) for about 2 or 3 years anyway then everybody lets get stoned, sing er Bobby anyway this is the first of many close calls the town wasn't that big 60 thousand or so and the friggin heat was on, dogooders had to have me in school though so let there be continuation school I was the founding son, i soon chucked it all and moved to the haight it was the summer 1968 and i was 17, MOM lived just across the bay though if I got to hungry.This is the 1st installment of a lifetime of harrassment from elected officials trying to alleviate my unquenchable lust for cannibus, i'm retired now so tommorows adventure will either be the Altamont fiasco or the pinecrest bust above sonora,Blind Faith was with dalaney and Bonnie that weekend at the oakland colliseum, I had tickets in the 3rd row, DENIED!! i still have the front page newstory of the grinning narc with my babies I was planting all over the bay area the big parks mostly Chabot, Redwood etc. they screwed up a good plan.

 

[KMK0420]

sweet and short;

18, driving mother's car (all i could afford was gas at the time basically lol) and me and this other kid i would always smoke with were involved. basically we would meet these girls off myspace (haha, crazy as it sounds) and just basically chill, hangout, movies, smoke, drink, whatever. anyway this other kid i was "Friends" with got this girl to come hang out with him, and he called me over to come smoke or whatever at this party. i get there, turns out this girl likes me more than him. she wants to come back to my house and basically hook up with me, but the "friend" was pissed because he went thru the effort to get this girl here, and she rejected him hard.

anyway, she says she has some friends up in this "nicer" part of town, and they would "help" my friend out when it comes to "hooking up" if you will. well, we all went - me, my friend and the girl and on the drive about 3/4ths of the way this friend goes "hey, just so you know, i got a half ounce on me so drive cool aight"....and i got pissed and told him to never do that to me without my knowledge, etc...i drive straight so i wasnt paranoid.

we pull up to this girls house, they're out drinking in the front yard, and the road is a no-park road...you must park in a driveway or garage as the road is too narrow to park on itself. well, being stoned, i parked and had no idea of the "rules" in this township/road so we sat there for a good 10 mins... all of a sudden...

a white car pulls up behind me....but then passes and leaves. whew, heart is beating fast at this point. 5 minutes later, another white car pulls up, this time headlights off and its a cruiser. they come to my window, ask me what im doing, flashlights all over the car...i gave them my id, asked them why i was questioned, they thought i was involved with some robbery of beer at a local house/some kids stole like 5 cases of beer or something and the description of my car matched (bullshit!)

they ask to search. i CLEARLY stated "not without a warrant"...the cop laughed, reached in my half-open window and unlocked the door, forcefully ripped me out and searched - they found everything. charged with possession, intent to deliver, paraphernalia, etc.

the cops knew i was legit, it wasnt my weed but because it was "my car", i had to be charged. the kid who's weed it was could have had the charges dropped by admitting to the judge it was his, he told me "he had my back" in court...court date comes...he fuckin tells the judge it was all my weed!!

$450 fine.