I decided to throw out my first time getting "caught" by the cops because it would probably teach some of you guys a couple of valuable lessons. It all started one night when I went with some friends on top of a hill that overlooks my town. The area is a stoner spot that's been used since the seventies (even my mom used it, lol), and I decided I would smoke that night. As I came onto the hill I saw that one of my friends made it there already and was talking to a cop. The thing is that a patrol car always goes up once a night to try catching some stoners. Once the cop left we thought "herp derp, no more cops for the rest of the night." I had forgotten my bowl but had my weed, so my friend made me a bong out of a water bottle cap, piece of can, taco bell cup, and straw. It kinda worked and when I got done I set it down in the cup holder. After getting out of the car a police suv out of nowhere turned on its lights and blocked off the road. The cop tried to act all intimidating and yelled at my friend when he went to shake his hand (if you act civil, cops usually leave you alone) because "he was approaching him too fast." The guy was a real dick. After taking our licenses he started shining his flashlight in our cars and stops at mine, to which he proceeds to take out the bong and smell it (without my permission to enter the vehicle of course). He yells for me to come over and searches me and my car. Luckily I put my weed in my wallet and he didn't even search that, he just took it out of my back pcket then put it back in. Once that's done he asks me what the bong is and I start thinking "oh shit, oh shit" 'til an idea hit me. "It's an ashtray," I tell him. He gave me a retarded look and then says "well...this perplexes me." Just when I start thinking I'm in the clear another car comes up with a dog barking bloody murder. At that moment I basically accepted the fact that I was caught and was just waiting for them to cuff me. I was sweating balls and I started smoking a cigarette thinking it was my last for a long time. The two of them keep looking at the bong and ask what it is again. Again I tell them it's an ashtray. After sitting around for a half hour the dick tells me to get in my car and goes "you're free to go." I felt like the grace of heaven decided to bless me at that very moment and I turned on the car and got home so fast it felt like it all happened in a heartbeat. Long story short, here's some lessons: 1. Just because you think the cops have left for good doesn't mean they won't come back later. 2. Hide your weed in your wallet, most often the cops overlook it. 3. If you have a makeshift bong, take it apart right after you use it. 4. DENY EVERYTHING! If they don't have something solid on you, then don't break to their questions. Believe me I was extremely close to admitting it was a bong.
Haha i enjoyed that man! You're also one lucky motherfucker, my first time getting busted was similar to that situation but it ended in shit.
'nother lesson learned is to not frequent places that are KNOWN stoner spots. yeah, i get why it's fun (stoners go there for a reason) but you can get high en-route to these places, stash your weed some place, then enjoy the cool area. or just smoke at home (if you're able to) or some other safer spot, then travel around weed-free. i also understand that it's nice to get high AS you do stuff, so then just get ULTRA-HIGH before you go out. maybe have some tasty edibles to aid you on your way... or vaporize. that'll last a LONG time. or just have a single joint for your on-the-road ventures. no parafenalia to hang onto. once you've been busted (or had that near-busted experience) you see how easily it is to take simple precautions to cover your ass. just make sure to do it EVERY TIME. a healthy dose of paranoia is a good thing and might take you far (no matter how much your friends make fun of you for it). don't even put yourself in that situation where it's "just this once" that you do something stupid that could get you in serious trouble.
right on. Lately I've been smoking joints more often and just the other day that helped out when I saw a cop roll by during the session.
I know way to many guys that sit out on their front porch hitting bongs all day, just begging for neighbors to call or police to roll by. I agree with Melvn, a little paranoia is good, I mean, when you think of it, police ARE out to get you, its their job haha.
Never admit to anything, even if they have the evidence in their hands. Cops are almost all stupid and will make mistakes. If you don't confess to anything a decent lawyer can usually get you off.
