A new fucking record for tresspassing! FUCK!

Ok, so im riding my bike with black pants, a black hoodie with a pot leaf on it. my mission: Break into school, grab a long glass flask (for a bong) and A full bottle of HCI (to sell to some meth cookers i know) from my chemistry class and run like a bitch. im riding extremly fast, hoodie on, blocking my face from view. i get up to the high shool, and grab my tool: a shiny (semi) new screwdriver to brake the lock. However, i see the sign no thief wants to see "This bulidng is protected by APV Security" Shit, gotta move fast. No problem, done it all before. I start jimming the lock, when BAM! Head lights, ones i seen all before, police vechile. Only one thing was on my mind "RESIST ARREST" so i hop down get on my bike, and pedal like a bitch. i knew an easy escape plan, i knew the town like the palm of my hand. all the back alleys, even ones the police cars cant get into. Well, was i sussessful in an escape? Nope. all of a sudden i hear a DEEP throaty growl and bark. i look over, and theres this HUGE fucking drug dog. This fucker was so big he made rottwiers look like poodles. So, should i run and risk getting ripped apart by a dog that, with out exaterrating, looks about 300 lb? dont fuckin think so. I rather be thrown in cuffs than that. I stop and get off

"GET ON YOUR KNEES NOW" The fat bald pig bellowed out.

I did, but not without giving him the unamous 1 finger solute( you know what that is).

He then proceed to cuff me, THEN question me (damn, maybe i should have took my chance with the big ass dog) He asked me what i was doing, was anyone with me, why did i run, etc,,,, while the dog was going fuggin insane. (all dogs hate me) i answered with a rational explanation to everything. then he asked me the quesioned me on something i cant explain

"Was was you doing with a screwdriver?"

Shit, how was i gonna expain this, if i didnt answer quick, he was gonna put me in the back with the dog, where i surey would be ripped apart quicker than a gay porn movie invoving a 9 inch wanger. so i came up the the most stupid reason ever

"I fix my bike since its a piece of crap" i then proceeded to show him a screw under the seat and telling him how it likes to come loose. Mr. pig belived me, took the cuffs off me, and told me to get in the front (YES!). On the way home i look at the dog and saw pure %100 raw evil in his eyes .he goes and takes me to my house, and tells mom everything, how i could have been arrested, i was out after curfew, etc,,, then told her to keep an eye out for me. He said i wouldint be arrested, but it would be in my record as trespassing (not including if the school wanted to press charges, since they could put the screwdriver and me being near the door together and get *GASP* attepted breaking and entering)

This sucks.

haha

Doesn't sound like you're in too much trouble to me. It can't technically go on your record, as you weren't charged with anything, but they can put a note, saying bla, bla, bla.

What's that about curfew? Do you have a police imposed curfew?

Thought you said you got on your bike and pedalled like shit - so how could you have been then trying to decide whether to run or not?
Anyway, count yourself lucky. Could have been a whole lot worse.

*What's that about curfew? Do you have a police imposed curfew?*


yes, 11:00.


*Thought you said you got on your bike and pedalled like shit - so how could you have been then trying to decide whether to run or not?*

When you here a fucking demon realesing a throaty growl, you slow down a make a desision an a nano second

isnt popo plural as well

i just think its a good story to tell, although you could work on the end a bit more.

maybe you should have turned around before you tried to open the door though.

Buck up Chachi, it gets worse from here.

Two friends and myself went to a park one time at about 11:15 (curfew is 11 as well) because we were bored as crap and wanted to do something. We had no drugs, no alcohol, lighters, etc. We were just sitting there talking. Cops pull up, start asking us questions, search us, then tell us that they are going to "take us home". Rookie cop cuffs my friend, brings him to his house, and lets him go with a warning. Senior cop brings me and my friend home, but gives us COURT DATES. We got 16 hour community service. Ain't that a bitch? The reason they were there in the first place - people called in 45-60 minutes before we got there that there were drug dealers or arsonists in the park. Of course it takes an hour for police to show up anywhere that they are called to, so we just happened to be there when they arrived. Then my friend heard people say (while he was getting cuffed) "Yes, we finally got those drug dealers!"

And that is the story of why I hate cops with a passion. One day, I want to go to a football game where cop cars are just sitting out everywhere and when theres a large crowd of people around, KEY THEM BITCHES CARS!

[This message has been edited by Mista Piccolo (edited 10-11-2002).]

Man thats some lucky story to tell. You got off so lightly. I have had a police meeting when i was only about 11 for tresspassing. I had crossed a private feel to get to my friends house. I was scared shitless when the man cornered me. I gave him a threat that my dad would beat him if he didnt leave me (you do when your 10) and he walked off.

The police knocked on my door 3 days later and i was completelty scared he gave me loads of court threats and i was so frightened.

My dad was annoyed that the man had told the police for being so petty, sure enough he gave the guy a mouthfull and he stopped it then.

Thats what it was like in Scotland.

Peace Renegade,

I Hate Pigs..thyre always tryin to bust us for the curfew shit too...but when they come we just run our asses off into the woods, which we know like the back of our hands, they never find us in the dark!

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Originally posted by Speed_rebel:
grab a long glass flask (for a bong) and A full bottle of HCI (to sell to some meth cookers i know

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First of all, flasks are not something that come 'long' like a tube [like you would use for a bong]. They do however, make great water pipes [best to use a 1 or 2L side arm filter flask. I described the one I made - dubbed 'the Gas Chamber' - in a thread in BLTC].

Still, not worth getting busted for as you can buy one easily [I know a bought one isn't as sweet as the stolen fruits. Still...]

Second of all, HCI.

There is no such chemical as HCI.

There is HCL [Hydrochloric acid], which is of some use to a cooker, though not allthat much since it is not hard to get [I can get concentrated HCL by the gallons and nobody would bat an eye].

Definitely not worth the risk of getting busted.

Of course, you may have been referring to Hydriodic acid, which is HI [not HCI].

Hydriodic acid is of value to cookers, as it is a restricted item. I sincerely doubt, however, that you would find any in a high school chem. lab.

Something that you might find in a high school chem. lab, which a cooker might want, is Iodine crystals.

Still, not worth the risk of getting busted, IMO.

well i dont have a curfew or anything (do you guys have curfew cause your young or cause of extenuating circumstances?).

But one night i went to go pick up my girlfriends friend, and some dude ran up to my window which was rolled down and hit me so hard in the side of jaw it knocked out a filling i had. I blacked out(for those of you have blacked out or been knocked out, isnt it peacefull- untill you wake up) and bumped a parked car infront of me. I went up the street an parked and b4 i could even process thought again my g/f was slapping him upside the head like nobodys bussiness. I got another friend and we went back and got in a fight with him, but with my luck he had a mag light (bug FU##IN flashlights) and it impacted on the side of my head, completely knocking me out for about five minutes (it was peacefull again till i woke up) when i woke up i was in cuffs and being stood on by some old bastard cop. They put me in the back of a patrol car(where i , upon realizing how bad i was bleeding , rubbed my open forhead wound all over his windows) luckily thought things got straightend out and i just got a misdemenaor for fighteing in public.

that was one hell of a night