Winter Woman
Well-Known Member
My brother and I had to go to a business meeting in northern Michigan a good 3 hour drive away. Anyway, we are cruisin' down US-23 and a police car cruises past us going the opposite direction. He pulls a U-turn and pulls us over. In this part of the state getting pulled over is not a good thing.
Of course, we had been token and we rolled down the windows and pulled over. The officer came to the car and said we were doing 15 over the speed limit. We didn't know that and he said that he kinda figured that out since we didn't put on our brakes when he went by.
But... he said, 'There is a strong odor of MJ in the car does anyone have a MMJ card.' I spoke up and said, 'Yes sir, I do.'
'May I see it please.'
I search through my purse and can't find my MMJ card. 'Sir, I can't find it, but I do have a card.'
'When did you get it?' he asked.
'About a year ago, it renews in October', I said.
'Need some form of ID from you, please.'
'Yes, sir' I give him my license. Then he asks, 'Is there any more mj in the car.'
'Yes, sir'
'How much weed is in the car?'
'4 shorties' holding up my fingers to show about how short they were. And for some reason I didn't want to say the word roaches.
Now, I'm thinking I'm going to jail. I don't have my card and I just admitted that the little bit of weed there was was mine. I'm in this little hick town and I'm just sure I'm going to jail.
After a few minutes he came back and said, "I'm going to be very lenient here." He looks at my brother and says, "I'm letting you off with a warning, please slow down."
Then he looks at me and says, "Please carry your card from now on" and hands me my ID.
I had thought about not renewing my card but I am now. Having a card just saved me thousands of dollars in legal fees.
I, also, told my brother that the police officer must have gotten laid last night (for him being in such a good mood) and that I hoped that he'd get a bj tonight for letting us off.
Of course, we had been token and we rolled down the windows and pulled over. The officer came to the car and said we were doing 15 over the speed limit. We didn't know that and he said that he kinda figured that out since we didn't put on our brakes when he went by.
But... he said, 'There is a strong odor of MJ in the car does anyone have a MMJ card.' I spoke up and said, 'Yes sir, I do.'
'May I see it please.'
I search through my purse and can't find my MMJ card. 'Sir, I can't find it, but I do have a card.'
'When did you get it?' he asked.
'About a year ago, it renews in October', I said.
'Need some form of ID from you, please.'
'Yes, sir' I give him my license. Then he asks, 'Is there any more mj in the car.'
'Yes, sir'
'How much weed is in the car?'
'4 shorties' holding up my fingers to show about how short they were. And for some reason I didn't want to say the word roaches.
Now, I'm thinking I'm going to jail. I don't have my card and I just admitted that the little bit of weed there was was mine. I'm in this little hick town and I'm just sure I'm going to jail.
After a few minutes he came back and said, "I'm going to be very lenient here." He looks at my brother and says, "I'm letting you off with a warning, please slow down."
Then he looks at me and says, "Please carry your card from now on" and hands me my ID.
I had thought about not renewing my card but I am now. Having a card just saved me thousands of dollars in legal fees.
I, also, told my brother that the police officer must have gotten laid last night (for him being in such a good mood) and that I hoped that he'd get a bj tonight for letting us off.
Congratulations on a good outcome.
