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my first drug raid
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| dj_alfi |
i was at my friends pplace a little while ago, and he got raided.. didnt really surprise me, since you could smell the weed 50 meters away lol..
it was like 7 cops coming in the front door and lol.. i had just ehrmm lets just say i was studying some of Hofmanns works--
anyways, so i was just chilling out in the livingroom, spinning some records, while the others were in the kitchen.. cops come in, tell me to turn off the music, and there was like 10-15 grams of pot in a bag on the shelf next to me, so i got hand cuffed and ..
so i sit there on the couch, in cuffs, and the acid starts to kick in.. "oh !!" was the only thing going thru my mind... and a cop who was in the room with me finds a huge freakin bag of weed under the table across the room..
he looks me in the eyes for like three-four seconds and say: "I only smoke weed when I need to,
And I need to get some rest, yo, where's the cess.
I confess, I burnt a hole in the mattress"
i almost fell off the couch laughing.. and he was like "yeah! i was at the faithless concert in 98" and .. and we ended up talking about how techno has become more and more minimal over the last 5 years.. and then i got to go home :wtf: |
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| Ghost Raver |
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| MrJiveBoJingles |
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| dj_alfi |
| quote: | Originally posted by MrJiveBoJingles
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WTF is that??? |
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| callme:gsmile: |
| he should have stabbed you in the ass |
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| MrJiveBoJingles |
| quote: | Originally posted by dj_alfi
WTF is that??? |
A very muscular dog. |
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| dj_alfi |
| quote: | Originally posted by callme:gsmile:
he should have stabbed you in the ass |
no |
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| nchs09 |
| so you were doing acid while the cop raided the place? nice, |
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| Mr.Mystery |
| Why does the weird keep on happening to the same people over and over again? |
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| Ian |
| this woman got in a mood with me on the bus today. she had her little bastard son with her, i'd say he was between 5 and 7/8 and he kept saying 'what the hell is this' to her then he turns around & tries to go in my shopping bag so i shut it. he turns around again & tries it a minute or so later and he asks me what's in my bag. I told him it was the head of the last little boy who asked too many questions and she got right bitchy. if she controlled her little ****** in the first place perhaps i wouldn't have had to say owt :conf: |
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