Post your closest run in with the law...

[gabemcg]

A couple years back, I went with a buddy of mine to see Ben Harper and The Innocent Criminals at the Meadowbrook Music Festival (venue in MI). We got to the show about 15 min into the set of Jack Johnson (opening act). The way the parking was set up for this show was very poor, as it was sold out. Being that we were late, they parked us in "overflow" parking, which was basically a side street on campus (it's a college venue). They were parking cars all along the street, perpendicular to the sides of the road. We paid our $7 to park in the street there, and went off to the show...

We had a great time, (awesome show) and when it was over, we decided to try to get backstage, and finish off the pot we had brought with the band. About a year prior, I had met the Bassist's daughter online, and flown out to Cali to stay with them, and go backstage at one of their concerts, so I had an in.

About 20 min after the concert, I managed to get us backstage, where we proceeded to hang out with the band, and smoke pot. Both my buddy and I were under 21 at the time, and I had to drive home, so I only had a couple of the free beers that were back there.

All in all, we hung out with the band for about an hour, and then proceeded to head back to the car. It's now been about one hour and 45 min since the concert ended (maybe closer to two hours), and EVERYONE is cleared out, we can't see the car yet, but we are shure we'll be the last to leave.

When our car is finally in sight, I see it surrounded by flashing red and blue's. Uh Oh, I think, sombody hit my car...

Without thinking, I go running towards the car, and the 6-8 police cruisers that are surrounding it. My buddy decides to hang back untill I figure out whats going on. I get closer, and notice that it's being loaded up on a flat-bed tow truck. WTF!?!? I think, why are they towing my car.

I run up and as I do, I yell, "Wait, thats my car!" Next thing I know, there are about five or six men and women of the law surrounding me, all shining flashlights in my eyes. At that point I realize a few things: a. I am underage, and have had 2 beers b. I'm really fvcking high, and c. I still have a pipe in my pocket.

Things did not look so good for GabeMcG at this point, but I took solice in the fact that I know how to talk to police, and (I am a salesmen by trade) that I am good at getting people to see things my way. Here's the conversation.

POPO #1: This is your car??

ME: Yes, why are you towing it, sir?

POPO #2: How much have you had to drink tonite?

ME: Nothing whatsoever, why is my car being towed??

POPO#1: We got a call that some drunk crashed his car into the gaurd rail here, and
ditched it

ME: They parked me here...

POPO#3: Who parked you here?

ME: The Meadowbrook people, for the concert, I paid $7 and they parked me here...

POPO#3 to POPO#1: Was there a concert tonite?

POPO#1 to me: This is off of festival grounds, they don't park people here...

ME: Well, we were late getting here, and everything else was full-up, so they parked people allong the street.

POPO#4: When did the concert get over, and why is there nobody else parked here...

ME: We got backstage, and met the band, it was amazing, they are like my favorite band... we hung out with them for about an hour, then came back, and this...

POPO#5: WE???

Me: My buddy and I came together, he stopped to use the restroom, he's coming. "HEY CHRIS!!!"

at this point my buddy runs up, and is subject to the same likes of questioning. He, however does not know how to talk to the police, and starts to get very defensive, and starts bitching alot about how the concert organizers should pay for our car if it gets towed, and this and that. I interject, saying, "Chris, calm down, I can handle this" I recognize that the police officers apreciate me shutting him up.

Next, I am asked If I would be willing to consent to a Breathalyzer test. "Of Course" I say. I take the test, and it register's some small reading.

POPO#1: (who andministered test): Why did you lie to me, you said you had nothing to drink?

ME: I'm sorry officer, I was confused, and scared, I did have one beer backstage, but I am under 21, and I know I shouldn't have.

POPO#2 (Getting ready to search me): DO YOU HAVE ANYTHING ON YOU THAT WOULD BE OFFENSIVE, ANY DRUGS, KNIVES, BOMBS, ROCKET LAUNCHERS???

ME(without missing a beat): Absolutely not, officer. I just want to get this all sorted out and go home.

I can see the officer contemplating weather to frisk me after hearing my answere (if he had, he would have no dobut found my pipe, and I would have been royally fvcked). I breathe an inaudible sight of relief, when she turns to the other officers, and they head back towards their cars for a conference of sorts...

They discuss for a couple min, and come back...

POPO#1: Alright, she's gonna get on ther radio and figure out if they were achtually parking people here for the concert, if they were, then we'll let you go...

POPO#2: BUT, if we let you drive off knowing that you were underage and had been drinking, we'd have to pull you over, and give you a MIP.

POPO#1: so here's what were gonna do: We're still gonna tow the car, you can pick it up in the morning, but were gonna let you call home for a ride, and not arrest you.

ME:Than...

MY BUDDY(interupting): BUT WAIT THATS...

ME (interupting him): NO, THANK YOU OFFICER, YOU'VE BEEN VERY UNDERSTANDING, chris, lets go.

We walk away and get to a gas station, call my dad, and he finally picks us up @ 6am (we were probably 2.5 hrs away)


CLIFF NOTES:

1. Me and buddy go to concert, get there late, and get parked on the street
2. We get backstage, smoke pot, have a couple beers
3. Get to car, and it's surrounded by cops, they are towing it
4. I work pimp juice, and manage to get away without an MIP, or them searching my pockets.
5. My buddy is an idiot
6. They still tow my car, and we end up spending the night standing outside a gas station
7. ???
8. Profit

 

[Zysoclaplem]

I was at my bf's apartment, where he goes to school. It was about 11 oclock, and we were getting ready to go to sleep. The lights are off. All is quiet. Then, out of know where we hear this "BAM". Then another. "BAM". It's coming from the front door. My bf gets up, to see who the hell is beating down his door, when it flies open and hit my bf's arm. In come 5 cops, guns out, yelling at us. The told us the "Get on the Fvcking floor!!"
Guns in hand, they proceeded to throw down my bf, who is in his underwear and hand cuff him, leaving scratches and bruises on his arms. And they did the same to me. They wouldn't tell us why they were there, or what they were doing. They torn the apartment apart, looking for something. They didn't find what they were looking for.
Then they took him to jail. And it cost 10k to get him out. They let me go, and I called his dad, who bailed him out.

It turns out, some girl had claims someone busted in her door, and cut her arm and wrist up, and then ran off. She said he was about 5'8", dark hair, right handed with a knife or a box cutter (he supposedly slashed at her with his right hand).
Well, they showed her some pictures, and she IDed my bf.
So what do the cops do? They arrested him. Well my bf is 6'2, and is left handed. No box cutter, no knife, no nothing.
What did the cops fail to do? Get a proper warrant, say who they were before they busted down the door, and check out the girl's history.
She has a history of mental illness, and has done this before, to other guys, and has been arrested for it.
She cuts herself, and her family found out. And she didn't want them to know she was still doing it. So she blamed it on someone else. She skipped town the next day, and they haven't found her yet. This happened years ago.

EDIT: These were university police.

 

[Armitage]

(checking statute of limitations)
Uhmmm - nothing I can think of at the moment

 

[loic2003]

When I was 17 my g/f at the time was rolling a J in my car, parked in a car park. Police arrived, stopped the van right infont of my car, and put the full beams on. The g/f had ditched the J in the back seat and spilled weed and baccy all over it, complete with roach and skin + packet.

Police van then just turned around and left.

Another perfectly good pair of pants wasted...

 

[WhiteKnight]

I was driving a university van for my RA because my hall was going to a movie (he drove the other van). After the movie, we dropped everyone off at the dorms and then we headed to the van lot to return the vans. Before I even got to the end of the block, a Baltimore PD car pulled me over and took my license and such. They came back and said that the tags on the van were expired. I apologized and explained that it was a university van (hence the name and seal all over the outside) but that I'd make sure that the powers that be were aware of the situation. They then asked me to step out of the vehicle and asked me where my friends were. I pointed back up the street where people were standing around outside the dorms and the one officer says, "No no no, your girlfriends." I laughed and told him that I didn't even have one girlfriend, nevermind multiple girlfriends. He said, "Come on, a college guy like you, telling me you don't have a girlfriend?" I told him that my standards were pretty high I guess, then the other cop says, "Yeah, well mine aren't." They then proceeded to suggest that I was running an escort service using the university vans. They finally let me go after about 15 min. I'm sure they were just f'ing with me, but what a bunch of a$$holes.

 

[HeroOfPellinor]

Made a one day trip down to Disneyland with a couple friends and after we left the park, we were gonna hang out at the airport all night till our flight in the morning. Well we get dropped off at Orange county airport and as the shuttle guys speeds off, we realize it's closed. We checked the door and could only see a janitor vacuuming. WTF did we know.....all I've ever been to is SFO and OAK and they're open 24 hours. Anyway, I jogged down to the street to see what was near by to see if we could stay anywhere or do something. As I'm jogging back, I see flashing lights behind me. The bitch-ass janitor must have called the cops and, of course, the first question they want to know is why I'm running from them. :roll:

We explained it, they ran my driver's license, searched my friends' bags and let us go.

 

[Specop 007]

Me and a few buddies are getting high on a side street by a park. We also have a 4 pack of wine coolers, and only one of us is of age. Anyways, copper pulls up sure as hell. Pipes and bags are frantically getting stashed everywhere. Cop comes up to the window and talks to us for a minuter. Asks the passenger to step out (I was in the back) He steps out and goes over to the car. In the seat was his bag of weed. We pick it up and stach that. He comes back a bit later, tells the driver to go the cop wants to see him. He goes, comes back a bit later tells me to go. Great. I walk over and have a pipe in my pocket. As I get ready to open the cop door I drop it on the ground and kick it under the car with my foot. He talks to me, the usual lines what are you doing, where ya been etc etc (Its a small town and fortunately this was the "cool" cop so long as we werent blantantly obvious we would be cool). So I pass the breathalizer with shining colors (Handt got to the wine coolers yet), asks if I had been smoking. Of course not Officer. We all go back tot he car, cop tells us we shouldnt have the wine coolers but since someone is 21 he'll let it slide this time. He tell us to go home, so we leave and he goes on his way. Went back later to get my pipe, bastard had run over it. It was a metal pipe with a stone outside, stone was all shattered.
Anyways, was an interesting time. Cant believe we didnt get busted, and he knew we were up to no good and was kind enough not to search the car.

Theres also the time I got "pulled over" and blew a .28. Rather then go to jail I was told someone would have to drive my car home.

We had very cool cops. We also had some dicks. My luck held enough I always had to face the cool cop. Accidentally called him his dads name one time when I was tripping balls and went to talk to him.

 

[TwiceOver]

One time two of my buddies and I were trippin' on acid and got pulled over by a cop. He was very frustrated when he couldn't find anything in the vehicle.

I was walking late one night and a cop jumped out of some bushes (oddest fvcking thing to see) he said I matched the description of someone stealing cds from an old folks home. I had some Metallica and Danzig CDs in my backpack, something tells me these weren't the cds they were looking for. Fvcker found my pipe and it was off to the police station for me. The took my pipe but left me with my smokes even though I was under age. Parents came to get me. The next night I was hanging out at home and heard the doorbell ring at like 3am. I opened the door and there was the same cop. He had my causin, who was living with us at the time, in the back of his car. The cop didn't want to make any more trouble for my family so he released him to me with the understanding I would tell my parents in the morning. Just got around to telling her about a year ago, about 7 years later.

Just got my new (to me) Altima. I decided to make a trip back home to visit some family and friends. So when I got to town I washed the car inside and out, vacuumed, windexed the windows, and hung a new air freshener. Later that evening I went to a friends and had two beers before we headed out to the bar. As I was pulling into an all night parking place (intention of leaving my car for the night) The cops closed in on me. I had a headlight out. They searched me and I told them I had two beers, got the response (thats what I always hear). Blew a .02 and because I was of age, I was clear on that. Next the cop began to continuously ask where the pot was. I told him I had none. He asked to search the car, I told him to feel free. He pulled off my seat covers, floor mats, trunk carpeting, spare tire, ashtray, tire jack kit, and found nothing. He then called a drug dog to search me, a female friend of mine (he called a female officer for her) and search me. About an hour later he had found nothing. What a fvckstick.

 

[Anubis]

i got cought by the campue poliece with over a OZ of weed

because it was campus cops and not real cops i got a slap on the wrist and not jail time

 

[y2kc]

let's just say that if I had gotten caught i would have really been in a lot of trouble. thank goodness they didn't ask me to open my hand whilst frisking me. i thought i was toast.

i've been good ever since. scout's honor.

 

[JulesMaximus]

I was pulled over by a NY State Trooper way back in the day with 3 guys in my car and 2 lbs of weed. Needless to say, we lost the weed and were busted. My Mom had to come and pick me up, we came very close to going to jail but since I was only 17 at the time I guess they decided not to send us to the clink. From what I remember it was a misdemeanor and I had to go to court, get a lawyer and I think I had probation for 6 months. My record was cleared when I turned 18 thankfully.

I don't do stupid sh!t like that anymore.

 

[WhiteKnight]

Originally posted by: Specop 007
Me and a few buddies are getting high on a side street by a park. We also have a 4 pack of wine coolers, and only one of us is of age. Anyways, copper pulls up sure as hell. Pipes and bags are frantically getting stashed everywhere. Cop comes up to the window and talks to us for a minuter. Asks the passenger to step out (I was in the back) He steps out and goes over to the car. In the seat was his bag of weed. We pick it up and stach that. He comes back a bit later, tells the driver to go the cop wants to see him. He goes, comes back a bit later tells me to go. Great. I walk over and have a pipe in my pocket. As I get ready to open the cop door I drop it on the ground and kick it under the car with my foot. He talks to me, the usual lines what are you doing, where ya been etc etc (Its a small town and fortunately this was the "cool" cop so long as we werent blantantly obvious we would be cool). So I pass the breathalizer with shining colors (Handt got to the wine coolers yet), asks if I had been smoking. Of course not Officer. We all go back tot he car, cop tells us we shouldnt have the wine coolers but since someone is 21 he'll let it slide this time. He tell us to go home, so we leave and he goes on his way. Went back later to get my pipe, bastard had run over it. It was a metal pipe with a stone outside, stone was all shattered.
Anyways, was an interesting time. Cant believe we didnt get busted, and he knew we were up to no good and was kind enough not to search the car.

Theres also the time I got "pulled over" and blew a .28. Rather then go to jail I was told someone would have to drive my car home.

We had very cool cops. We also had some dicks. My luck held enough I always had to face the cool cop. Accidentally called him his dads name one time when I was tripping balls and went to talk to him.

You sure about that .28 chief? (.08 is the legal limit in most states) If you really did blow a .28... well, it's your life.

 

[TwiceOver]

Originally posted by: TwiceOver
One time two of my buddies and I were trippin' on acid and got pulled over by a cop. He was very frustrated when he couldn't find anything in the vehicle.

I was walking late one night and a cop jumped out of some bushes (oddest fvcking thing to see) he said I matched the description of someone stealing cds from an old folks home. I had some Metallica and Danzig CDs in my backpack, something tells me these weren't the cds they were looking for. Fvcker found my pipe and it was off to the police station for me. The took my pipe but left me with my smokes even though I was under age. Parents came to get me. The next night I was hanging out at home and heard the doorbell ring at like 3am. I opened the door and there was the same cop. He had my causin, who was living with us at the time, in the back of his car. The cop didn't want to make any more trouble for my family so he released him to me with the understanding I would tell my parents in the morning. Just got around to telling her about a year ago, about 7 years later.

Just got my new (to me) Altima. I decided to make a trip back home to visit some family and friends. So when I got to town I washed the car inside and out, vacuumed, windexed the windows, and hung a new air freshener. Later that evening I went to a friends and had two beers before we headed out to the bar. As I was pulling into an all night parking place (intention of leaving my car for the night) The cops closed in on me. I had a headlight out. They searched me and I told them I had two beers, got the response (thats what I always hear). Blew a .02 and because I was of age, I was clear on that. Next the cop began to continuously ask where the pot was. I told him I had none. He asked to search the car, I told him to feel free. He pulled off my seat covers, floor mats, trunk carpeting, spare tire, ashtray, tire jack kit, and found nothing. He then called a drug dog to search me, a female friend of mine (he called a female officer for her) and search me. About an hour later he had found nothing. What a fvckstick.

Then there was the time at the beach I was sitting in the back seat of my car with my girlfriend and her baby neice. Suddenly an unmarked cop car pulled up. Cop walked up to the unoccupied front passenger side, reached in through the open window, grabbed what was left of an open 12-pack sitting on the floorboard, put it in the trunk of his car and left. I was like "WTF, Did he just steal my beer!" I was underage so nothing I could really do.

 

[SarcasticDwarf]

Originally posted by: TwiceOver

Originally posted by: TwiceOver
One time two of my buddies and I were trippin' on acid and got pulled over by a cop. He was very frustrated when he couldn't find anything in the vehicle.

I was walking late one night and a cop jumped out of some bushes (oddest fvcking thing to see) he said I matched the description of someone stealing cds from an old folks home. I had some Metallica and Danzig CDs in my backpack, something tells me these weren't the cds they were looking for. Fvcker found my pipe and it was off to the police station for me. The took my pipe but left me with my smokes even though I was under age. Parents came to get me. The next night I was hanging out at home and heard the doorbell ring at like 3am. I opened the door and there was the same cop. He had my causin, who was living with us at the time, in the back of his car. The cop didn't want to make any more trouble for my family so he released him to me with the understanding I would tell my parents in the morning. Just got around to telling her about a year ago, about 7 years later.

Just got my new (to me) Altima. I decided to make a trip back home to visit some family and friends. So when I got to town I washed the car inside and out, vacuumed, windexed the windows, and hung a new air freshener. Later that evening I went to a friends and had two beers before we headed out to the bar. As I was pulling into an all night parking place (intention of leaving my car for the night) The cops closed in on me. I had a headlight out. They searched me and I told them I had two beers, got the response (thats what I always hear). Blew a .02 and because I was of age, I was clear on that. Next the cop began to continuously ask where the pot was. I told him I had none. He asked to search the car, I told him to feel free. He pulled off my seat covers, floor mats, trunk carpeting, spare tire, ashtray, tire jack kit, and found nothing. He then called a drug dog to search me, a female friend of mine (he called a female officer for her) and search me. About an hour later he had found nothing. What a fvckstick.

Then there was the time at the beach I was sitting in the back seat of my car with my girlfriend and her baby neice. Suddenly an unmarked cop car pulled up. Cop walked up to the unoccupied front passenger side, reached in through the open window, grabbed what was left of an open 12-pack sitting on the floorboard, put it in the trunk of his car and left. I was like "WTF, Did he just steal my beer!" I was underage so nothing I could really do.

owned

 

[JulesMaximus]

Oh, I forgot about the time we bought beer when we were underaged. We left the store in my hopped up '75 Pontiac and headed out on the highway towards town. A guy came up next to me in a hopped up car and we proceded to race down the highway at 100+ mph. Passed a cop car parked in the median with his lights off at a high rate of speed with beer and pot in the car. Well, the cop quickly came racing up to catch us. I pulled over and the other car went through an intersection to get away. Anyway the cop went after the first guy so I took off down a side street and got away. I was lucky that day.

 

[JulesMaximus]

I had a cop come up to my car while I was fvcking my GF in the back seat and shine his flashlight on us. I think he thought we might be doing drugs but he left as soon as he saw what we were really up to.

 

[imthebadguy]

Lets see, my closest run it with the regular PO's was just a traffic violation but....when I was in 9th grade(6yrs back ithing, im a aoph in college now) I went on eBay and I searched for people selling Toshiba Freecards, basically just a $250 or $100 dollar giftcard redeemable on shoptoshiba.com, but the dumbasses who sold these cards would sometimes take a pic of the card without erasing the number. So I used i think $750 of cards to order a buncha computer stuff to my house. About 7 months later I was in the bathroom takin a sh!t an a detective comes to my house and it talking to my parents, I could overhear what they were saying and so i stayed in the sh!tter for like 15min, but then decided that i Needed to come out. so i talked with the guy and i totally played it off, i said that some guy at a message board sent me the giftcard codes in exchange for some hardware, so the copper believed that but ended up confiscation about half of what i had "stolen"......IMO its not by fault that the dumbass selling this card on ebay did not cover the number, its like finding cash in the street, if you dont take it someone else will.

 

[JonnyBlaze]

driving with warrents, any time you have a cop behind you is a close call

JB