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Jake

I live in Annapolis. It was a city cop, which is pretty much the reason we got away with this. City cops are always more chill than county cops. City cops have a lot more shit to do.

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king cola

That was all i could find on the internet, but a few weeks ago on one news station they mentioned that it was 77% of their force that had tested positive for drug use. I searched online for the story but all i found was something just sayin that from 1999 it was 75 people. Possible the reporters could have made a mistake. I don't know if it was fox news or another news station in my area that had the story.


Where i live anytime i read the paper theres someone in there for marijuana possession. We don't have much crime in my area where they can just let people off all the time for drugs and say that they have more important crimes to worry about. It's mostly traffic violations that people get in trouble for. Even if someone gets caught growing a few plants that aren't even 3 feet tall it will make the front page of the paper.

mars

I was caught about 2 hours ago, and it sucks ass. My friend and I were talking on AIM about hanging out and smoking tonight. I decided that I'll go over to his place and see what happens. As I was driving (my dad with me, I'm in his car) my dad gets a phone call from my mom telling him that I can't go over to my friends house anymore and that my friends mom called my mom to tell her that I was going over to my friends house to do drugs. My friend has already been caught before and is even going to a boarding school on sunday because of it (I now realize how stupid I was to decide to hang out with him.) So I come home, they ask me all the typical questions like "how many times?" "with who?" and just stuff like that. I told them I only did it 4 times. They're fairly upset but I think they're more concerned about me being in trouble with the law and all. Then their next concern is that drugs are just bad for you (yes I did tell them all I did was weed.) They just told me to pick my friends wisely and that I should do more other activities.

I'm just mostly pissed off because it wasn't completely my fault I got caught, my friend left his conversation open and knows that his mom thinks everyone at our school does drugs. I think I'll just lay low for a while now and regain their trust, not sure how many things this will change but it will change some things, thats for sure. Oh well, like the title says, live and learn...

Vember

Sucks man. I take all possible precautions to avoid being caught and I'm fairly happy with my results.

For one I never leave this site just sitting on my monitor without me in here. Nor do I even really leave my monitor on without me here. In case one of my friends says something about weed and it comes up and my mom walks in.

I'm so due for a catch but I'm so glad I haven't had any really.

I've had one time where I was pretty much caught. It was one of the worst nights of my life lol..

I've pretty much gotten away with murder so far, though.

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troublemaker_42

threads merged....remember people, if you get CAUGHT, chances are, your story belongs in the CAUGHT STORIES stickey......just a reminder......

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RollingStonedZS

i was on reading all these posts from page 1-8, when i decided to post this... ive been reading about how people get caught and people are trying to advise the people who get caught to hide it in what they think is the perfect spot.

but the absolute BEST spot you can hide weed from the cops or anyone in a quick situation where there might a search involved is... in the waist band of your boxers... depends on how much realy, but anything under a half o would be perfect to hide tehre if u have it in a bag... just roll it up as fast as u can and put it in ur waist band, if a cop pats over there hes only gonna think its your jean/boxer waist things... its perfect

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bandito

word you could even fold the elastic band down to create a pocket of sorts, i usually do that when im bringing stuff in/out of the house or school etc

pirostyx

it was a chilly night in october, i sleep pleasantly in my van at about 10 oclock in a park of micigan. my van was very plesantly set up, and i wasnt living alone in it. an officer shines his light in the window, and tries for the door. i roll over in my slumber. i hear "holly shit dude, its a cop" and that tears me out of my daze. i glance up to see none other than a county boy shining a light in my eyes. i hear him call my nickname at my place of occupation. I think silently to myself "do i know this man... thats right... shit" the officer asks me politely "what the fuck are you doing here?" to which i reply " sleeping. i live here. not in the park, in the van." i feel what little coverage that i had slip away when he says "step out of the car, and who is that with you?" i glance at my friend as his face is white. thats how i knew it was bad. he was my trainer in the ways, all i learned i learned from him. thats not to say he is very expirienced himself, but we all start from somewhere. i shrug. the officer kindly informs me that he can and will search my veicle, and if i have anything, i best be out with it now. i deny and try talking in circles. i explain my hardships as he pulls some zig-zags out of my center counsole. He glares at me and i can only muster the courage to say "tabacco use only, i thought it was legal" he kindly informed me that it was, but it gives him more incentive to search my veicle, myself and my friend. he searches us, and finds nothing. i dont find that surprising in the least, as i remember leaving the bag on the floor next to my sleeping bag. it was gone when i woke up, so i thought we were saved. the oficer continues searching and finds a bag of about a gram of bud. he asks me what it is, and i look at him like im retarded, and reply "it looks like... marajuana..." after he insults my intelegence, which i fully agreed on him with, he tells me if there is anything else in there i need to tell him, i look at my friend, he gives the signal that thats it, and i say that there isnt any. thats when he found two giant mushrooms. by this time a state boy has shown up. now im in deep shit. they ask my friend what they have, and he replies "mushrooms" why do you have them? "reaserch" to see if they are hallucinagenic? "yes" well, they arent. "that means they are legal, right?" no, they are poisionous. about time i got a break, that was supposed to be a fun night in a few nights. the county boy dismisses the state boy, and calls in on his radio "no they turned up nothing" my heart rate finally comes down. joy is spread through my body, if only i had a joint... mabee not... he has a chat with me, seeing as i see him in my 7-11 a lot (i was a clerk there on 3rd shift) he states that he thinks im only a one time user, but he really wanted to nail my friend for this. thats when i took the blame for it all. i almost cried, but it didnt seem the right card to play.he also noticed all of our collage books on the floor, that helped us out a bit. he said that sence i cooperated, he is letting me go, even though i lied to his face. he told my to get out of the park, and i left with my friend and my van. now this is the end of the story, but time to put some humor in it.

the officer took the bag of weed, not much, but left a pill bottle, unlabled, right next th the baggie with a joint and a few roaches in it. my friend had taken the privalage to store the roaches and the joint i had him roll in a seperate container. i thought about quiting, but there really wasnt a need to, and sence the officer left me this joint, i felt obliged to smoke it as we drove off into the distance. we crashed at a friends drive way. it was soon thereafter that we decided living in the van wasnt working out. we moved out the following morning.

and now my advise to this long-winded story. dont sleep or smoke in a park unless it is open AND you have a look out. also... lock your doors...

BufflesTheClown

I had been smoking for a few years, and had not gotten into any trouble ever with it. One night after finishing a bunch of work at college, i grabbed a few friends to smoke a good ol' L. We light up in my dorm room, and were chilling out munchin on chips watchin cartoons, it was a gonna be a good sesh. Thats when someone knocks loudly on my door.

At first I couldn't hear who it was, after a few times I heard the words "police." I was scared shitless, and none of my friends believe the police were outside. I hid my bowl, put my bag in my pocket, and disposed of the roach. I did this because two of my friends got arrested because police saw a roach, and used that to arrest the kids.

I opened the door and tried to meet whoever it was outside, but the Campus police forced themselves into the room. My room smelled to high hell, and I had 12 grams on me. The police started asking us questions, "wheres the weed, who has it." No one responds, and the cops tell us "you just threw away your college career." They keep hounding us, but we all keep it cool, and deny everything. They threatened a warrant, but I knew just keep my mouth shut, and that was the best way out of the whole thing. They kept looking around, and I was scared shitless that I left something out. From where I was sitting I could see my bong, somewhat hidden from the cop, but if he moved he could have seen it. They threatened dogs and everything. The Lt. on duty i guess came by, he kicked everyone else and spoke to me and my roomate. The Cops were gonna write me up to the school about some beer in my room (I was under 21 at the time). He told me that they had nothing, and that I had said the right things. He than told me "I better not be here again."

I felt so relieved, I could have been arrested that night, and got in trouble with my school, but all I ended up with was a stupid violation with the school. After that I became more discreet, and used a sploof to hide the smell and other things.

Just a word of advice, when dealing with the police or Authorities, never admit your guilt, it never helps your case and they will arrest you. Remember "anything you say can and WILL be used against you in a court of law."

It is important to know your rights as a citizen when dealing with police. Police will use their position of authority and knowledge of the law to try and circumvent your rights. Learn your rights, and assert them! It worked out very well in my case.

Ms. Fittle

I was recently caught for the first time. I was smoking with my friends in her shed which is far back in her yard. It's a nice place to smoke since we put chairs and blankets and stuff in there. We didn't have much weed on us, my friends sister was out getting more. So I have the bowl in my hand and I'm about to hit it when some guy walks in wearing a yellow jacket. My first thought was who the hell is that? Then I realized it was a cop and I couldn't believe it. I tried to hide the bowl real fast but he already saw it and put my in handcuffs. Then he put two other of my friends in handcuffs and for some reason not the other two. I was really angry, I was only there for about 15 minuets so I wasn't high and I had my own bowl in my pocket which was taken. Plus I was mad cold because the cop handcuffed me without my jacket on. For some reason two other cops had to come and help and the whole time they were laughing at us and making jokes. I live in a small suburb so the cops around here are assholes and have nothing else to do but look for kids who are just chilling and smoking.

So we we get in the car which was parked right in the middle of the busy street that was in front of my friends house, so basically half the neighborhood saw us in cuffs. We're driven down to the station and searched again and everything. Thankfully since we're underage, had barely anything on us, and also because the cops are smokers themselves they only charged us with disorderly conduct. But my one friend whose house we were at was curious as to how they knew we were smoking in the shed. See its arranged so you can't see anyone through the door and there is no window facing the street. Plus, its maybe 20 or more feet up her driveway and the only way to see the entire shed would be from the mad busy street in front of her house and that would only be for a quick second. The cop told us he saw smoke when he was driving by on the busy street.

We figured that was total BS and now we think a neighbor called the cops on us. As we were leaving the cop who busted us said, you know girls everyone smokes weed, you just gotta be smarter with it. And I was thinking, well its not like we were on street corner blowing smoke at the cars passing by, we were in a shed far back on private property. Plus we had walked around earlier that week smoking a blunt not bothering to hide it and we didn't get caught. My mom was only a little mad since she had accused me a couple days before of smoking in my bedroom and I denied it. But I didn't get in too much trouble since I knew that she smoked too. All in all it was total crap, we can no longer smoke in the shed since the cops roll by her house almost everyday now and I have a court date coming up in a couple of days for the charge.