Caught by the cops...

KandyFlippa'

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holy shit 420stoners! i got caught chiefing big stash by the cops last night.
i was in my dorm with three of my buddies and three girls i know. we get some food and go to my room to blaze then eat. just like always, i open my window and place the fan blowing out of the room in it; i use an old plastic bottle and stuff it with dryer sheets for a blow tube; i place a towel at the bottom of my door; and i spray the shit out of the room with ozium.
i'm lounging on my bed with a girl, while my buddies are joking around and playing video games...the pipe is on my desk and my fat sack is right next to it, ready for the next round. i hear yelling from down the hall and tell a stupid dorm-rat kid to "shut the hell up."
5 minutes later i hear knocking on my door and i fear the worst.
i look at this girl and tell her to deny anything and everything, "I've got this under control." i tell my friends to keep playing video games and quit trippin', cuz one of my friends was out of his mind, pacing back in forth between beds like a stripper on crystal.
i look out my peephole and i cant see shit b/c one has his hand over the hole...they yell out that we can hear you in there.
b/c i can handle myself, i aint no pussy-paranoid-stoner, i opened the door.
 
yeah. . . and? thats like a bad ending to a movie, just leavin us hangin. . . did you get arrested like me in my dorm room, did they confiscate it. . . what did they do?
 
when i open it up its three f*cking wanksters staring directly into my cashed eyes. i stare back and ask, "what can i do for you officers?"
this cop is smirking and tells me they received 17 complaints about the smell of marijuana "emanating" (that was the word this f*cking pig used) from my room. i tell this bitchass cop we're studying and "i need to get back to work." he asks to come in at that point, and search the room. i tell him no, so he asks for my id. (this is where it gets sketchy) i left my id in my desk...the same desk which my laptop is sitting on...the laptop that is only slightly disguising my pipe and sack of chron camping behind it. i start to think quickly, but the cop notices the bottles of alcohol lined up on the desk directly behind the computer and in front of the pipe and sack. the pig grabs the alcohol and tells me he can arrest me for breaking the school's on-campus alcohol policy. i tell him im 22 and he backs off, but tells my CA, who has now arrived at my door to talk to the other haters. i take a deep breath with the cop breathing down my neck and open the desk drawer b/c my id is in it. right next to my id is a purple haze blunt wrap and some zigzags. he looks all pleased with himself and asks me what those were for. i figure out how that question worked before so i said "just for recreational purposes...i like to roll my own tobacco cigarettes." he looked at me for i swear like 10 seconds without a word and says, "uuuhhhh huuuuhhhh." he looks around at my friends and asks straight up "i know everyone in here has been smoking marijuana, because aside from seven sets of red eyes, only one person has said a word." the other cops start laughing. None of my friends even looked at the cops, clay just kept playing halo2. then this wanksta says you are all really lucky because if it weren't for me we would all be going to jail, then he left with his 2 homosexual-ass corrupt ticket-distributing bastards with him.
leaving me and my friends just enough time to collect the nugs, the piece and a spray of cologne before we skeeted out. they were still in the hallway talking to my CA when we left.
wheeeeeeeeew!!!!!!! i have to tell you that was one hella huge rush! i was totally cool the whole time, but i was trippin out:yikes: on the inside
 
when i open it up its three f*cking wanksters staring directly into my cashed eyes. i stare back and ask, "what can i do for you officers?"
this cop is smirking and tells me they received 17 complaints about the smell of marijuana "emanating" (that was the word this f*cking pig used) from my room. i tell this bitchass cop we're studying and "i need to get back to work." he asks to come in at that point, and search the room. i tell him no, so he asks for my id. (this is where it gets sketchy) i left my id in my desk...the same desk which my laptop is sitting on...the laptop that is only slightly disguising my pipe and sack of chron camping behind it. i start to think quickly, but the cop notices the bottles of alcohol lined up on the desk directly behind the computer and in front of the pipe and sack. the pig grabs the alcohol and tells me he can arrest me for breaking the school's on-campus alcohol policy. i tell him im 22 and he backs off, but tells my CA, who has now arrived at my door to talk to the other haters. i take a deep breath with the cop breathing down my neck and open the desk drawer b/c my id is in it. right next to my id is a purple haze blunt wrap and some zigzags. he looks all pleased with himself and asks me what those were for. i figure out how that question worked before so i said "just for recreational purposes...i like to roll my own tobacco cigarettes." he looked at me for i swear like 10 seconds without a word and says, "uuuhhhh huuuuhhhh." he looks around at my friends and asks straight up "i know everyone in here has been smoking marijuana, because aside from seven sets of red eyes, only one person has said a word." the other cops start laughing. None of my friends even looked at the cops, clay just kept playing halo2. then this wanksta says you are all really lucky because if it weren't for me we would all be going to jail, then he left with his 2 homosexual-ass corrupt ticket-distributing bastards with him.
leaving me and my friends just enough time to collect the nugs, the piece and a spray of cologne before we skeeted out. they were still in the hallway talking to my CA when we left.
wheeeeeeeeew!!!!!!! i have to tell you that was one hella huge rush! i was totally cool the whole time, but i was trippin out:yikes: on the inside
 
brett2themax said:
yeah. . . and? thats like a bad ending to a movie, just leavin us hangin. . . did you get arrested like me in my dorm room, did they confiscate it. . . what did they do?
sorry dude, it was so intense i split it into 2 parts
 
Yeah, but good story. . . i wouldnt smoke in your room any more. . . and dont come back smelling like pot from a party, thats how i got arrested, i happend to have an Oz on me. . . but that aside the only reason why the cops were called on me was because i came in smelling like weed on my cloths, i mean i came in from a party of course i'm going to smell like weed. . . but they took my ass to jail for the night. . . some dude had a seizure in there because they refused to give him his meds after he had been in there for 4 days on a 7 year old warrent for fucking up a hotel $150 worth of damag. . . cops in my town are dicks, plus there are 5 different types of cops to deal with. City, County, State, Campus, and Tribal(live near an indian reservation). . . all things aside i love college
 
ha ha...yeah man me too. college is pretty great. hot girls, huge parties, and the sweetest ganja you can find!
dude i cant think of a party i came home from not smelling like MJ. lol. my CA sucks and i might whoop his ass for pullin that little stunt on me. maybe not...i'll just get even. maybe crush up some viagra and slip it in his gatorade. ha ha ha...yeah that sounds pretty good. he'd be flippin out:yikes: about his cock! he'd be on the phone w/the doctor, "well should i be worried?" ha ha ha...i'd be like "hey shawn, what do you got there?" damn, i'm doing this! its gonna be too funny not too
 
shouldn't this be in the "busted" fourms? Anyway, my heart is just racing reading that. So he never found the nugs or nothing? Man I hate cops, you should have told them to wait outside and unless they have a warrant they're not allowed in. And when they asked for your id, tell them "hold on" and keep them outside the room. Plus it helps to use visine but then your eyes dialate like hell. And when they say "I know you've been smoking marijuana" you should have told them "you have no proof and it's rude to make assumtions". But what's done is done.
 
yeah that would have been smooth but i was stoned as balls off some badass chron. i didnt want it to come to a warrant because then they could have found my shit...the way i did i just deny it and get rid of them. it still makes me laugh to think how much i was trippin inside:thedoubletake:
 
I hate police, imagine getting busted by two U.S. Marshall's one who is a rookie. And wants to bust your ass to the highest degree. You might have a small idea of how fucked up that night was.
 
this is funny cause i live in canada, cheap high quality buds and u get in my shit from your parents than the cops lol all they can do here is confiscate your shit and maybe just maybe if he is a real dick a small fine thats like 100 bucks shit a smoking ticket up here is more.
 
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