So me and a buddy went out to Lake Minne Bell in Minnesota, and we smoke a few bowls then we go swimming. after an hour or so we get out of the water and go change and right when we start to clean out a bowl a cop on a motorcycle rolls by looking at us. so my friend gets the weed on the floor mat and hides the bag and my bowl and grinder are chillin in the middle cup holder. So my arms in the way of him trying to block the sight of my bowl and shit and finally he asks for an id and i get it out of the center consol for him thinking were fucked for sure cause i had to move my arm. he gets it and i set my open wallet over the shit on the cup holders after i give him the ID to hide it. he then takes me out of the car, asks what was going on we said we were swimming he let me back in the car wrote down my name and then got my friend out and wrote his down. the whole time having a half O in 4 different bags in the glove box. ended up getting away with nothing but a pumped up adreline rush and a feel of relief and luck :hat:
