so a freind of my got busted yesterday

Ok....
So why was there a baggie filled with oregano on the front seat?

ya why the hell would any one take that shit outside of their house.

All that trouble over a bag of oregano?

I can't imagine the shitstorm I will get when the cops find this on me...


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bring it on fucking cops

1-800-Kill-A-Cop

belive it or not he hade it there beacuse his mother gave it to him it was some special shit or something he sade
whatever

why the hell is this dude beating a girl! wtf!

i knew a dude who got time for possission of a crack like substance

That is messed up I would sue the cops for false imprisonment...

The cops had to take him in to realize that it was not drugs?

damn

that is pretty fucking weird

I messed up my knee when I was younger from climbing telephone poles. Had surgery on it and shit, but they were not able to make it right. The doctors could do nothing about it, but the pain was really bad, would wake me up in the middle of the night, like someone had stuck a knife in my knee, and was turning it.

They told me to take aspirin, but eventually the aspirin started messing with my stomach as I was taking it all the time. Eventually they told me to start using BS's, a powdered aspirin because it would disolve faster, and less harm to my stomach.

The doses came wrapped in wax paper, about the size of a bandaid . . . or a nice bindle.

Anyway, I used to store the stuff in my locker at work, in the glove compartment of my truck and car . . . anywhere that would be easy access for me to get it, should I need to.

One night I got pulled over by the cops, and they went thru my glove compartment and found a handful of these bindles, and thought it was coke.

I laughed at them, explained what it was and they arrested me for possession for sales. I was not going that easy, and argued with them that they were going to look pretty dumb if they did, so they decided to call out Flash, their drug expert. This satisfied me, so I sat in the back of the squad car while we waited for Flash.

Flash showed up, took one look and said, "book him." I was pissed, and I made sure their watch commander knew it when we showed up at the sub-station.

The watch commander said if I could get my wife to bring an unopened box within an hour he would let me go, otherwise he was going to wait until the lab tested it. I had no unopened boxes, and I knew it. By now it was 2 AM, my daughter was about 2 or 3 weeks old, and I had no idea who would be open where she could purchase a new box at that hour.

Long story short, about an hour later I heard my daughter screaming at the top of her lungs. My wife could not find an unopened box, but decided to give it a shot bringing in an opened box.

I made the arresting officers drive me back to my truck, and these cops that had been high fiving themselves (literally) an hour earlier were now pissed. It was an exciting ride back to my truck as they could not wait to get rid of me.

Funny thing is, they completely missed the joint I had with me.

she stole his oregano

In the story above, the cops made me sign a form saying I had only been detained, not arrested

holy shit, quite the experience baddog.

One time I was in Mexico and I had a great deal on some flour. So I had the guy pack up a couple of kilos of it and put it in my truck. Coming across the U.S./Mexican border they got suspicious for some odd reason and decided to search my truck.



Not sure why they would be suspicious, I just rolled with the punches and went a long with the search. No biggie, I wasn't doing anything wrong. They found the flour and questioned me about it. I told them about Pedro and the great deal he gave me on the flour so I bought it in bulk. I even offered to give them all of Pedro's contact info so they could take advantage of his great flour deal!



They detained me and tested my flour. They made brownies, bisquits, muffins, cookies, and a nice little batch of snickerdoodles. They came to the conclusion that it was indeed flour and not cocaine so they let me go.

you are high on acid, aren't you?

Not anymore. Mainly just flashbacks.

you're lucky, the only reason I was willing to paay $5 a hit was because they said I would have flashbacks, and I haven't had one yet