Excuse the length of this post.....It's my first post so it'll be my best story Hey there guys (and girls...), this is my first post so I really don't know what to make of it, I'm pretty goddamn blasted at the moment, all I know is my friend and I have never been busted and we smoke alot...Can't say the same for my other friends, but we've been chased, snuck upon, you name it and somehow it's just my bud Darren and I always managing to escape, what's nice is we're never paranoid either...We just know when something isn't right. This being my first post I'd like to introduce myself, I'm Dave, I live in Winnipeg MB (Central Canada, just north of the ND/MS border). I work at a national call center, and most of you from California/Colorado/Oregon are probably aware of your Comcast HSI tech support being outsourced to us . I'm pretty chill so I don't mind questions. We've had quite a few intense encounters with the cops and authorities over the years, biggest and probably the most extreme one was when we were biking around in the University Campus (Humid hot summer nights), we were kicking it off jumps and other shit like that, racing too. Then we decide we wanna fuck around with the university cops, they're fun to get in chases with because they suck. Our bud Jay decides it's a good idea to just throw shit at the security building, and we were all hammered and stoned out of our faces, but Darren and I knew at some point we should fuck off. Sure enough the fourth time around me telling them to get their asses in action I spot a security van rip around the corner, and a fucking fleet (well 3) bike cops on $1100 norco's 'close in on our location'. Prior to doing this we had just hit up 3 bowls worth in a bong between 4 of us, and primed it with a good roach bowl in a pipe, and a leftover joint, my mouth was so dry I drank out of the university's water fountain, funny story Darren and I ended up booking it through this half forest like campus with a bunch of trees and trails, my jeans kept catching in my chain because there's no plastic guard and I couldn't make it up this small hill, Darren just books it and apparently crashed through trees and brush into a river bank just shy of water, hiked his bike through that and managed to get his way out stealthily...For me it was a different story, as I declined off the hill I just met with pavement and started gunning by bike as fast as possible, unfortunately at the time I was using this heavy CCM 'tank' of a bike, and at 15th gear I was pushing enough energy to throw the earth back in balance. Now at this point I was really fucking done as far as high is concerned, and to further that I have three god damn bike cops behind me with flashing cherries, but since I had the iPod blasting some good power techno in one ear (Astral Projection - Aurora Borealis, download it) I was determined to get out of there. The chase ended up with two of the less healthy ones declining off to get a vehicle or radio for help. I was left with this Blonde chick with legs of a horse on my ass, now anyone who bikes for a hobby knows a Norco frame is about two fingers' weight, where a CCM frame is just a hard steel tank. She threatened to throw me off my bike and I was feeling heroic because of the drunked'ness, and asked her to do it and took my hand off the handle bars, and when she reached for mine to slow me down or brake, I grabbed her frame and pulled her in, and then pushed her out with her natural reaction to push away, she went over a curb and was forced to trail through mud which slowed her down to the point of stopping. So then this security van up ahead is driving towards me and on their stupid speaker I just hear "Stop or I'll run into you". Now fellow blazers, it's important to realize one thing, there's what a persons says, and what a person will do, just remember that, I ended up just leaning a few fakes and passing on the passenger side, from there it was just second wind'ish race-cruising onto safe roads and through turns. As for Carmine and Jay, (18 and just 19) they got fined roughly 400 dollars each for property damage and trespassing, awesomely enough, the cops didn't ask them for our names, because the two parties of those chasing us only saw one of us at a time, so two was a good enough assumption. I would've got fucked, I had the backpack with the bong (new glass), our good pipe, rolling papers, alcohol and mix (I was 17 at the time), and most importantly, our 2, once 3 quarters of chronic. One question, anyone else actively ride bikes as an alternative to driving? We drive around alot but sometimes it's just fun biking place to place, blaze after blaze... Really there's a moral to the story here, if your friends start throwing shit at a building to provoke even second hand authorities, warn them two times and then fend your own ass and ground, also, stay mildly healthy..Because if they have a valid reason to come after you and legally punish you, there's only one thing to do, escape. That was probably the most intense and actively lengthy encounter we've ever had. Anyways I gotta go study for this stupid new department I'm working in, Comcast Digital Voice :/ Peace and be real to your senses, it's what keeps you aware.
Yeah I've never been busted, never been close to being actually. And I smoke everyday. I've fucking buzzed right now at work, whatever though I'm not paranoid. Cool story too. I work in a call centre too. Taking car reservations for budget. I used to work for Comcast Cable Billing though.
