Unusual Arrests/Questionings

OK, so I was once arrested in the middle of a packed internet cafe in London and taken to a police station to be questioned over an alleged "ABH" actual bodily harm assault. I had supposedly assaulted a salesperson in a Vodafone shop with a sheet of Christmas wrapping paper two weeks earlier.

You guys?
Any weird ones?

 

about a month after i got this computer the cops took it.

my ex boyfriend that i was still living with (i was looking for a new place).. got arrested for solisiting minor males online for sex. they also took his two work computers. i have no idea what happened to this loser.. because a friend let me move in the next day.

they fucked this computer up for me. had all sorts of spyware on it.. like i was going to get back with that guy after that happened.

:leaving:

 

So you mean the cops can see everything I type when it comes out on your screen.
:leaving:

 

i wonder sometimes... i chat with a lot of people... in a lot of different countries.

what the hell ever happened to that contractor in iraq? where's my pakistani banker?

weesnaah in '12!

 

seriously though, that's pretty hardcore about an ex-boyfiend.

Good riddance.

 

I was pulled over at gunpoint one time because me and my car both matched the description of someone who just robbed two gas stations at gunpoint. I had to sit on the side of the road for over an hour while cops questioned me, and took pictures of me for the witness to look at. There were 6 or 7 sheriffs surrounding me at all times......it was the only time that I actually wanted to go to jail.

 

I ran across a street suspiciously once, and a cop turned on its lights down the streets and sped towards me. They were looking for suspects who were in a fight, so i had to wait for a witness and shit to rule me out.

Whole time the cops had me we were talking about drugs lol.

 

Is it scary to be questioned?

 

The one thing cops dont lack is truthiness, but usually their wrong.

 

It depends if they think you did something, I suppose...

In high school, a friend's uncle was murdered, and the cops found out he used to rape her (he lived in the same house) so all of her friends, myself included, were questioned.

I don't think they ever found the killer, but after finding out he was a child rapist, I doubt they looked too hard for them. The uncle also owned and wouldn't sell some land that the local judge wanted....so I think a lot of stuff got covered up too.

 

And boogabah...EWWWWWWWWWW...if I found that out about an ex I would probably still be in the shower trying to wash him off me...

 

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It was the first time, but once you understand their tactics and what they can and cannot legally do then it's like playing a game of checkers with the elementary school bully.

 

No worries, boog's hair is also a protective shield, it kept all the pervy germs at bay.

Well...most everyone here by now knows about the great raid when the cops accused us of being drug dealers and tore our house apart. Dicks. One time, right after Daniel lost his license, we got pulled over, and since he had just gotten the letter like THAT day, we played dumb like we had no idea and the cop tried to make up some stupid story about coming out here to a domestic dispute between him and his girlfriend and he admitted then he didn't have a license. I jumped up right then and caught his bluff, told him no such thing had ever happened, so he points his flashlight in my face and asked, "Well, who are you?" and I said, "I'm his GIRLFRIEND." He clamored up immediately and agreed to let him off with a ticket if I drove home. Then he screwed up the date on the ticket, so it was void. Haha, score one for us!

 

Oh another funny thing about the wrapping paper incident. when the desk-sergeant was givin me the sheet to sign for receiving my possessions, as he handed it to me, another cop jumped up from behind his desk brandishing his baton and a wide smile and screamed, "Sarge, noooooo."

When the sarge looked at him all puzzled, he blurted out, "No paper for Bruce Lee, he's got a black belt in origami." All three of us laughed our asses off. I guess there are some good cops, sometimes.

 

I got stopped once for "walking too fast, as if I had done something wrong." That was a strange one. Another time I got stopped on a trail. The cop seemed to think I was a teenage runaway or something. Another cop questioned me in a parking lot. He seemed to think I was a drug dealer. I guess I'm freaky looking.

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I was detained by the DEA two times. I was questioned over and over for hours.

They thought I was a drug smuggler.

Wounder were they got that idea?

Silly cops.

 

What the fuck is up with cops thinking everyone's dealing drugs? That makes me kinda pissed off.

 

I was actually harrased when I was 17. I was walking home when a cop car pulled up behind me and started asking me questions. What set are you in? Any tattoo's? Where are you going? Where have you been? Are you in CAL(Crazy Ass Latinos, I'm fucking Filipino!)? Any warrants? I mean they patted me down and made me roll up my sleeves, the whole 9. Assholes.

 

Almost exactly one year ago I was picking up a coworker who was rehabbing a house in the worst 'hood in Annapolis. We know most of the cops down there, they look out for us. One of them drove past while I was standing on the sidewalk waiting to load tools and he waved at me and I waved back. We loaded up and didn't make it to the end of the block becaire he turned around, got behind us, pulled us over and questioned me as to where I'd been all day. Then he repeatedly asked me if I'd ever been arrested for a sex crime. Turns out someone in a POS F150 just like mine had attempted to abduct a kid on the other side of town a few minutes before, right about the time this cop was waving at me. I purposely didn't point this out to him. After sitting on the side of the road for 45 minutes, then following the cop across town to be looked at by witnesses, his sergeant comes over to apologize for the inconvenience. I told him that while the kid was being adbucted the cop who escorted me to the scene was waving at me, and he'd known me to work in that neighborhood for years. The sergeant got big time pissed off and started yelling at him in front of me (something cops NEVER do).

I laughed all the way home even though he's made me 2 hours late.

That cop doesn't wave at me anymore.