OldSoul777
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ONE WORD "SAVAGES"
I once was in a situation where 2 detectives were walking by my friends basement apt. in a large building, and smelled the reefer we had just started to smoke. Knock on the door, "Who is it"? Police was the answer, and "Oh shit", was whispered around the room by the 5 of us, with the guy holding the oz turning yellow, while looking for somewhere to toss it (he ended up sitting on it)
My friend opens the door, and I hear him say " Hello Detective Monahan, and how are you doing on this fine day?"(some shit like that) ( small city and we knew all the cops, and they knew us ( 18 year old stoners).
They both enter the room, and say's "Let's make this easy and give up the weed".
Me, who had 3 hits of acid in the change pocket in my jeans, jump up and say's " You can search me, I don't have anything", all the while praying that the bluff will work. He then pats me down, doesn't feel anything, and say's "ok, next". One by one he goes around the room, searching everyone. He finally gets to the last guy, who had been sitting on the bag of weed the whole time, and say's " OK, your turn, stand up" My friend say's "mother fucker", gets up and hands the lid to the cop. Then I heard the magical words that would ruin anyone's day, "you are all under arrest, and you have the right to remain silent"(I'm sure you know the rest). At that point I politely ask if I could go take a shit, before I crap in my pants (no bullshit). The other dick say's "wait a minute", and the other says "let him go, I searched him already" I walk calmly to the bathroom, close the door, and proceed to rip the acid out of my pocket, and flush it down the toilet.
Anyway, I firmly believe that if we were not so polite to the detectives, they would have ripped the apt apart (finding the other 2 zips and a 1/4 oz of hash that my friend had in his bedroom), and probably the acid (that would have been bad). They took us all down to the station, booked us for simple possession of less that an ounce, let us all walk with summonses, I went to court 2 weeks later with a friend who was an attorney, got a $200 fine and 1 year probation.
Moral of story, be VERY nice to the police, especially if you are holding, because if you piss them off, they will fuck you hard.
I once was in a situation where 2 detectives were walking by my friends basement apt. in a large building, and smelled the reefer we had just started to smoke. Knock on the door, "Who is it"? Police was the answer, and "Oh shit", was whispered around the room by the 5 of us, with the guy holding the oz turning yellow, while looking for somewhere to toss it (he ended up sitting on it)
My friend opens the door, and I hear him say " Hello Detective Monahan, and how are you doing on this fine day?"(some shit like that) ( small city and we knew all the cops, and they knew us ( 18 year old stoners).
They both enter the room, and say's "Let's make this easy and give up the weed".
Me, who had 3 hits of acid in the change pocket in my jeans, jump up and say's " You can search me, I don't have anything", all the while praying that the bluff will work. He then pats me down, doesn't feel anything, and say's "ok, next". One by one he goes around the room, searching everyone. He finally gets to the last guy, who had been sitting on the bag of weed the whole time, and say's " OK, your turn, stand up" My friend say's "mother fucker", gets up and hands the lid to the cop. Then I heard the magical words that would ruin anyone's day, "you are all under arrest, and you have the right to remain silent"(I'm sure you know the rest). At that point I politely ask if I could go take a shit, before I crap in my pants (no bullshit). The other dick say's "wait a minute", and the other says "let him go, I searched him already" I walk calmly to the bathroom, close the door, and proceed to rip the acid out of my pocket, and flush it down the toilet.
Anyway, I firmly believe that if we were not so polite to the detectives, they would have ripped the apt apart (finding the other 2 zips and a 1/4 oz of hash that my friend had in his bedroom), and probably the acid (that would have been bad). They took us all down to the station, booked us for simple possession of less that an ounce, let us all walk with summonses, I went to court 2 weeks later with a friend who was an attorney, got a $200 fine and 1 year probation.
Moral of story, be VERY nice to the police, especially if you are holding, because if you piss them off, they will fuck you hard.
"Just a second officer, gotta put some pants on" hide the drugs then "I'm sorry, we were having a gay orgy" then threaten to sue for discrimination. If we are going to have discriminatory laws to fight discrimination might as well use them to your advantage.So you were all getting high, someone knocks and instead of going seal team 6 silent mode, you called out "who is it?"
I'd ask how that worked out for you, but you already explained.
When was the last time you saw a cop walking down your street meeting and greeting and getting to know people in the neighborhood?
Their job is to intimidate. Fucking swine.depends on the cop. the first cop i told that to just kept badgering me with the same bullshit.
"well if you have nothing to hide, why not let me in?"
"we're here to help you"
etc etc etc
they never gave me back my plants though. some help.
second cop and i ended up having a conversation about how he took an oath to defend both federal and state constitutions. ended up letting me go before the card verification even came back.
I once was in a situation where 2 detectives were walking by my friends basement apt. in a large building, and smelled the reefer we had just started to smoke. Knock on the door, "Who is it"? Police was the answer, and "Oh shit", was whispered around the room by the 5 of us, with the guy holding the oz turning yellow, while looking for somewhere to toss it (he ended up sitting on it)
My friend opens the door, and I hear him say " Hello Detective Monahan, and how are you doing on this fine day?"(some shit like that) ( small city and we knew all the cops, and they knew us ( 18 year old stoners).
They both enter the room, and say's "Let's make this easy and give up the weed".
Me, who had 3 hits of acid in the change pocket in my jeans, jump up and say's " You can search me, I don't have anything", all the while praying that the bluff will work. He then pats me down, doesn't feel anything, and say's "ok, next". One by one he goes around the room, searching everyone. He finally gets to the last guy, who had been sitting on the bag of weed the whole time, and say's " OK, your turn, stand up" My friend say's "mother fucker", gets up and hands the lid to the cop. Then I heard the magical words that would ruin anyone's day, "you are all under arrest, and you have the right to remain silent"(I'm sure you know the rest). At that point I politely ask if I could go take a shit, before I crap in my pants (no bullshit). The other dick say's "wait a minute", and the other says "let him go, I searched him already" I walk calmly to the bathroom, close the door, and proceed to rip the acid out of my pocket, and flush it down the toilet.
Anyway, I firmly believe that if we were not so polite to the detectives, they would have ripped the apt apart (finding the other 2 zips and a 1/4 oz of hash that my friend had in his bedroom), and probably the acid (that would have been bad). They took us all down to the station, booked us for simple possession of less that an ounce, let us all walk with summonses, I went to court 2 weeks later with a friend who was an attorney, got a $200 fine and 1 year probation.
Moral of story, be VERY nice to the police, especially if you are holding, because if you piss them off, they will fuck you hard.
Now that's funny. Pure genius on the brothers part. Wish I had the nerve to do that.I let cops search my old co-op grow cause i had to but my home fuk that , had cops come to my screen door last yr about some shit & i got up & shut the steel door on em , left em both standin there like a couple of dicks , still dont know wtf they wanted & dont care .
My oldest brother ( 68 ) is a retired 1% biker & its funny as hell when cops come to his house , he allways strips down & answers the door buck nakedive seen him do it & its funny as fuk , the cops lips are movin but they are trying hard not to sneek a peek at his junk .
Im in the background egging shit on telling the cops its ok they can sneek a peekthey didnt know what to make of the whole scene with 2 old guys all tatted up sitting there drinking & ones buck ass naked , me they'd just beat down but cops are afraid of him & dont fuk with him too much .
Now that's funny. Pure genius on the brothers part. Wish I had the nerve to do that.
In Massachusetts the court have ruled the smell alone is NOT a reason of suspicion for cause of action, even while driving. We're only decrim and med here. Probably a state to state ordinance.
Total BS if you had a house full of 3 pack a day cigarette smokers living next door and complained about the smell the cops would laugh at you..even with changing laws and attitudes..your a pot smoker/grower and police have decades of mental conditioning against you.
Or they are waiting to come back the 4th or 5th time to find those "little" infraction that you thought they overlooked and you dropped your guard are now a full blown cluster F...I don't trust cops..
ONE WORD "SAVAGES"
Their job is to intimidate. Fucking swine.
I will tell you what is BS. My erection. Im currently flaccid.
Constant misuse of authority. They kill and rape. They are the biggest gang in America. The only difference between them and an organized crime syndicate is that they wear a uniform. It is a conspiracy to cage the poor. Intimidate. Kill. Lie. Lie some more. Fuck the fucking police.Only the bad guys. Since I'm not a bad guy, intimidating me would backfire.