Many moons ago... And 100% true btw. I'm out 1 day going hither and yon, driving my hippie love van. It's a nice sunny day. I see a coupla friends walking down the street, I was going their way and they ask me for a lift to the local pool hall. I say sure hop in. I wasn't going to stay, just drop them off. I pull into a parking space of the parking lot of the pool hall/mini-shopping center. I say later gators, they get out and I put the van in reverse and start to back out. Then I feel my van hit something and hear an awful cruching/grinding sound. I was amazed because I had just pulled in and there was no one walking/driving around. And I had checked both rear-view mirrors before backing out. I hear a voice scream "HEY WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING?" By this time I had slammed on the brakes (I had only been going like 5 mph). I get out and suddenly there a big-ass cop there and he's like "Alright you're in so much trouble look what you did." I walk to the back of my van and there is a cop motorcycle on it's side partially under my rear bumper. The front of the motorcycle is dented and the front wheel is bent. "You'll lucky I wasn't on my bike or you'd be going to jail for attempted murder of a police officer." I'm like wtf? Where did this s.o.b. come from? He's all ultra pissed and he pulls his bike up but it won't stand up, the kickstand was fucked up too. All this time his veins are poppin he's telling me hw much trouble I'm in and how I'm going to jail and stuff. I said "Where did you come from I didn't see you." "Oh bull shit I had my red lights on." Seems this moron decieded, when I was 3/4 down a residental street, to pull me over for speeding (which I wasn't). He turned on his red lights and followed me into the parking lot, thinking I was pulling over for him. He had pulled up right behind me, almost touching my rear bumper. He radio's and a few other cops show up. I explained to the new cops I had no idea anyone was behind me. If it had been dark I of course would have noticed the red light back 1/4 block when he turned it on, but it was a bright sunny day and I had no reason to check behind me while approaching the parking lot. Who checks their rear-view mirror driving 25 mph down a residential street? I told them I checked the parking lot when I pulled in, saw no one, let my friends out (they were still standing there, enjoying the show), checked the rear view mirrors before slowly backing out like 10 seconds after pulling in. Where he had stopped his bike was so close to the back of the van (it had solid back doors, no windows) he was invisible to my rear-view mirrors. One cop asks the m.c. cop if what I said was true, and other cop asks one of the people that had just gotten out of my van his story which was the same as mine. After about 15 minutes, a field sobriety test (I was stone-cold sober) and a cop-fab it was determined that I wasn't at fault. In fact I hear a cop sargeant who showed up chewing out the m.c. cop, telling him he shouldn't have stopped directly behind a windowless van. Then the sargeant comes over and looks at the minor rear bumper damage on my van, hands me a card and says "call this number tomorrow and they'll tell you where to take the van to get your bumper fixed." The m.c. cop gets into the back seat of one of the 3 other cops cars that had showed up and they all leave. My friends cracked up when the flat bed truck from a cop garage pulled out with the disabled bike laying on it's side (it was one of those expensive electro-glide models, brand new). P.S. I called the next day and the cop says they'll send me a check for a new bumper. When I got the check I went to the local junkyard, picked up a decent used bumper for 1/2 the amt. of the check and bought weed with the balance. __________________
i though u actually punched a cop by the name of the thread good story, man its be aweosme to be high by a fire listening to all these funny stories
Can I ask you a question ranger? If the cop was not on his motorcycle, where was he...apparently he was writing you up and everything.... not trying to sound rude or anything either just curious
He had just gotten off his bike. I was only stopped for about 10 seconds, just long enough to let 2 people out. I pulled in, they got out, then I threw it into reverse and started to back out. The cop made 2 mistakes -not making sure I even knew he was behind me, and -parking his bike it such a way I couldn't see it. He thought I had seen him and was "pulling over", so it was a rookie mistake. I never got that speeding ticket. P.S. it happened in '73.
Correctamundo. There is a thread in the busted section about a girl who almost hit a cop with her car and that jogged my memory. I hadn't thought about what happened for many years.
why would you buy weed if you just can grow tons of it just for a few bucks? Otherwise, great story. Damn pigs.
Because, sd, I never said I grew enough every year to supply my wants all year long, especially back then when I smoked like a chimney. Outdoors, harvest occurs just once a year. Sometimes I'd run out between harvests. The event I posted occured in the late summer. I had run out and had to wait until Oct. to harvest more.
It was a different amt. each year. It was dependant on how many places I could grow, and mainly, how much survived. Deer, droughts and once a flood took their toll, but mostly if I lost a crop it was due to rippers. I smoked a lot more pot back then than I do now. That is mainly because I grow top-of-the-line potent strains now, back then I just used the best seeds I saved from weed I bought. Sometimes they were good strains, sometimes not. Also back then I was in R & R band's and partied a lot more than I do now.
