My closes brush with the law was years and years ago me and a friend ran into a bunch of cops while smoking a joint, we dropped the thing and played it cool and got away with some annoying questions.
What was your closest call?
My closes brush with the law was years and years ago me and a friend ran into a bunch of cops while smoking a joint, we dropped the thing and played it cool and got away with some annoying questions.
What was your closest call?
I was driving home one night around 2am, I had just picked up an ounce and it was sitting in my trunk. I was about three blocks from home when I saw the flashing lights and was pulled over. I’m not proud to admit, and I’ve made it a point not to do it anymore, but I was extremely fucking baked at the time.
So the cop walks up to me and asks if I know why he pulled me over. I was sweating fucking bullets, but I just kept a real calm demeanor, “No, officer, unfortunately I am unaware of my infraction.” Well as it turns out, I had a light out on my back left. I showed him the replacement bulbs I bought that day (two weeks ago in actuality) and told him I was planning on taking care of it the next morning.
Gave me a verbal warning and sent me on my way… probably should have gone to jail that night, but I couldn’t believe I made it through without seeming stoned as fuck.