Well the title says it, I would like to hear some close call you have had in the drug scene. One of mine is I took my buddy to buy a couple rocks one day. While in the house i look outside and a police car is spotlighting all the cars in front of the house. Well being a dumbass i go ahead and go outside so i can peel out of there and the cop turns around the yells for me to come to talk to him.

Well he tell me to get in his car so i hop in, and he ask's me if i smoke, So i say yes i do. Well then he gives me a little bic lighter and says that a guy left it in his car, i think he was trying to get me to say " yes i smoke buy only on occasions reffering to rock". Then he asks what im doing at a drug house and i say i came to visit my good friend glenn. glenn is the owner of the house but hes not the dope seller.

So he asks why im in such a hurry and i tell him that my inspection sticker expires at midnight so he tells me to go ahead and get out of here. Well i ended up coming back later that night and the same cop stops me for a second time and asks what im doing back, so im shitting myself because i have dope on me and tell him that i left my cell phone on the couch and luckily he told me to go and he better not see me in that neighborhood again.

shit that was a good story man!


once i was with some lads and i was driving and we were all on smack and a plane landed in front of us and then we realised we were on an air port run-way so i sped off and then i got 6 stars and the army came out, i managed to enter a cheat in just before a tank blew us up and i got away.

haha i was reffering to real life if any of you didnt know...

One time i was at work and we were really busy and there was a big line at the cash register and i had to shit really bad.

Then this girl was next in line that i really liked from my middle school and i could feel the shit poking its head out. The miraculously my buddy shows up who just happens to know how to run the register so i tell the chick i had paper work to do and run to the mens room.

One time a friends called me up saying a friend of his needed a half ounce. I said no problem 'cuz I had weed to spare, only I didn't want this friend-of-a-friend coming to my house so I instructed my friend to call the guy back and find out where he is so we could agree on a mutual location. Well I get a call back a minute later and my friend says he'll meet me at a nearby park. I don't like this 'cuz this is a small park right next to a road sandwiched between houses. But my friend starts bitching about his phone minutes and how the guy already left so I say whatever. I grab the shit and go.

I get to the park and see nobody coming down ny of the nearby side streets, so I sit down and start playing with my phone, trying to act like Im not just waiting in the park [young guy waiting alone in a park? yeeeaaah]. After a couple minutes I'm feeling suspicious, but I see someone coming down the street towards me so I just chill. When he gets close enough I can see its probably my guy so I get up and start walking with him down the road.

I say we should just loop around the block, and when we get out of site of where we met up we'll go our separate ways. We turn to walk up a road and sitting right there is a cop car, so what does this jackass do? He doesn't do the smart thing and just walk past without breaking a stride, instead he stops dead, spins around and start walking the other direction! And he did it so quick I'm left standing there like an idiot for a second before I was forced to turn and walk with him. Of course the cop is not blind and sees this.

Two seconds later hes driving beside us and he asks us if we can talk for a minute. He stops and asks us what we're doing. I said we're just headed to my house, meanwhile douchebag over there is acting like some kinda scetched out tweeker now. Hes shifting his weight, moving his arms, looking around, sticking his hands in his pockets, etc. The cop turns to him and mentions how we turned around when we saw him, he wanted to know why. This guy responds like a mental patient, 'ummm, ahhhh, no, we're.... no we're just going to his house". Now the cop asks us if we're out smoking weed. I say no, douchebag doesn't answer. The cop asks me why my friend is acting so nervous, I just shrug and then the cop asks him the same thing. He says 'Its hot'. The cop just tells him to take his hands out of his pockets, then slowly gets out of the car.

So here I am in front of a cop with a half-z in my front pocket with some idiot who can't stay still or keep his hands out of his pockets. Because of this the cop asks him to clear everything out of his pockets and pats him down [not fully just a quick pocket feel]. He then asks the guy for ID. So he gives it to him and when the cop sits in his car to run his name he can't stop talking. Hes asking if he can smoke, explaining why he keeps money in his cigarette package [nobody asked] why he has no other ID [also, not asked] and on and on. Im standing thre, silent and calm looking but I'm raging inside, I could stab this idiot, im just thinking 'what is wrong with you'.

Now the cop gets back out and explains to this guy how he has a warrant and hes gotta arrest him. Could this guy do me the favor and just take it? NO! Its a whole new elaborate story of court systems and mistakes while the cop is trying to cuff him, and the cop is like 'it doesn't matter, if its a mistake you'll have nothing to worry about but in the mean time I gotta take you in. we can't sort this out here.' So the guy keeps on talking and giving the cop a hard time. Eventually the cuffs are on and now he wants to smoke in the cruiser, call his girlfriend, and all kinds of shit.

Now its my turn. I give up my ID doing the whole 'yes sir, no sir' thing and I'm clean. So now he asks if I need to be searched. I just pulled my keys out and said 'I've just got these and my wallet'. He stared at me for a second until handing me my ID back. He then said I could go, but I'd have to talk to my friend later. I said okay and went home.

I then called my friend and said the people he knows are assholes.

^^ Damn, those are the absolute WORST fucking people to have to deal with anytime you're trying to move something. I've had some similar situations-- granted, not nearly as bad as that-- and it's some of the most aggravating shit to stand around and endure.

Thats the thing that pissed me off. If he had just stood there calm and kept his mouth shut the cop never would have even checked our ID. The cop didn't even bother rolling the window down all the way to talk to us, so it was clear he was just seeing if he could shake us up. And of course buddy had to get more shook then I'd ever seen.

Though I gotta give this cop some credit. He had no reason to search me and he didn't. Most cops would've searched me anyways. And he didn't even get rough with the guy when he was giving him a hard time putting on the cuffs.

yeah, unless hard-up for cash, don't ever try to help a 'friend of a friend'
talkin about sketchy people tho, when i was in school still we were at the park drinking a 5th (all underage) a cop rolls thru, just on patrol so i casually put the 5th between my legs (i was sitting on a swing) but my friend's younger bro, who hadn't even been drinking, fucking takes off running. the cop doesn't even see him and leave. we fucked with that kid for so long about that. take off running for no reason and the cop doesn't even see ya, lol.

2 OP ur lucky them crack heads didn't shoot ur ass when u came back inside.

I've had quite a few but I'll list the 3 most recent.

Was smoking a bowl down at the tressel in my friends neighborhood with two other buds. After about 8 bowls of some headies we see some headlights up the hill where you can park. It was dark so i figured it was my other two friends. Then i see another pair of headlights so I figure thats strange. I get a call from my friends who say they're up there with a cop car in front of em. We see the cops start comin...sound of dogs barkin, I think I'm fucked. My friend manages to hide the bowl and 3/4 of an Oz. To sum it up, the cops searched us and the grounds. To this day i have no idea how the dogs didnt smell the pot in a tree 10 feet away, but I'm not complaining. The cops knew we were high but couldnt find the shit so couldnt do jack to us.

Another time i was leavin mainstreet with about 3 ounces I just picked up hidden decently in my car. Cop pulls me over for not using a blinker to signal onto a one way street...collegetown cops ftl. Anyway, he smelled my dank car and had me step out, searched me then started to make a thorough search through my car. I figured hed stop after no luck but when he made his way to the backseat he put his hand about 2 inches into the pocket with the 3 O's. I panicked and said, "Sir, mind if I call my mom, i was supposed to be home 20 min ago and I don't want her to worry..." He paused and told me to go on and just go home. Funny thing is I live on my own but I can always rely on my mom to play along with somethin like that If I did call her since shes chill with the green scene;).

The most recent was a about a month ago. Day earlier I had survived what was technicly an adderall OD(Not fun at all).Anyway I was leavin from visitin my moms place since I had a break between classes. I was at the exit to the neighborhood which goes onto a 40 mph road. I saw a bitch comin from a good ways off and figure i could make the pull out 3 times over. What I didn't realize was that she was doing 75 instead of 40. She tbones my door...goin 75 mph. I black out, wake up in the hospital hours later with pelvice broken in 4 places, 2 ribs,collerbone, bruised lung and lacerated spleen. First thing I see is a cop who tells me they found half an O in my car. I just couldnt believe how much of a dick he'd have to be to put that on me right then(docs said at the moment it wasnt lookin good for me). Luckily I had a cool ass nurse and doctor who just told the cop to fuck off and leave the "poor kid" alone. So its a month later, I wont walk for another 2 months but at least I avoided death, charges, and they're loading me up with dilaudid :)

To this day i have no idea how the dogs didnt smell the pot in a tree 10 feet away

i've had the dogs put on a car with a QP hidden in the console and that dumb dog just ate my double cheeseburgers and left. just like people, some dogs are better at their job that others.

Aren't drug dogs trained to sniff out one thing? Like just pot or just coke. I remember hearing this somewhere though it could have been explosive sniffing dogs.

this dog musta been trained to find sour beef.

Ok I got another one, One day me and my buddy were smoking a j in the car going down the road to pick up an oz of some smoke, well after i got the smoke we were heading back to the house and when we were approaching my road we ran into a license check so i start freaking out cause the weed was in my pocket and ask my friend if he can hide it for me and he says hell no.

So i was out of time anyways so i just rolled up to the roadblock and the cop ask's for my license and registration and i only have my license with me, and he asks how im doing today, so i try my best not to stutter out of nervousness and say pretty good you? and then he tells me ot have a nice day,, that is probably my closest call, I had an oz of some strong smellin weed in my left pocket, luckily he didnt tell us to get out or he would have noticed it right away.

^^

im to paranoid to put myself in these situations.

the only drug i will do publicly without anxiety is alcohol although i think taking drugs in public is generally stupid ( not just because of their illicit nature)