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Post by DiligentIntelligence on Feb 2, 2009 17:14:26 GMT -5
when we were driving back on our trip from not only bonnaroo, but from 500 more miles east... we got pulled over for forgetting to pay for our gas... the reason why we forgot the gas is that the person whose turn it was to pay got sidetracked by a room off to the side that had nothing but porn... he spent ten minutes in there, forgot what he was doing, got in the car and we took off... funny sight for the officer no doubt... thinks we had a couple sugargliders too with us at that point... zigzags in the center counsel... 1 1/2s of course... hey says "where ya guys coming from..." "manchester tennessee," we reply... "ahhh did ya guys have fun?" "oh hell yeah we had fun... gotta long drive ahead of us, but the weathers nice enough..." "well to be honest it kinda smells like ______________ in here." "did you guys happen to be wearing the same shirts?" small laughter... "yes sir, going on day seven now." "what the HELL are those?" *pointing at the gliders* "those, officer, are austrailian flying squirrels." "i'll be damned." *finds the zigzags* "what are these for..." "well officer, i usually smoke my own, but i ran out at the concert." *brief search of the car* well kids, you can go back and pay for the gas, or i can write you a ticket... "well certainly, we will go back and pay for the gas... maybe our road dog can get himself that hustler he passed up." officer laughs...
*my girlfriend at the time shoots me a look of total mischievous delight, as she reaches for her clevage and pulls out what happens to be a half oz of _____________, and a couple other naughty things..."
If people let government decide what foods they eat and what medicines they take, their bodies will soon be in as sorry a state as are their souls. - Thomas Jefferson
Oppression, you will learn to fear me, yes you will. - Ben Harper "fuck" it dude, let's go bowling. - Walter
Post by itrainmonkeys on Feb 2, 2009 17:26:11 GMT -5
^^^^
i had a similar story.......except mine ended with two of my friends in handcuffs (they were in a separate car). my other friend and I (in my car) got searched next cuz of being WITH people that had shiit.
they found a pipe that I threw in the garbage and wrote me a ticket because the resin in the bowl was "more than 0 grams" of substance. i got a ticket and sent on my way........with no cell phone (lost it at Roo, friend had none), no map (friends in cuffs had it and I couldnt get it from their car because it was "evidence") and no money (Just enough for gas.......barely).
Post by arlenefavreau1 on Feb 2, 2009 18:48:08 GMT -5
This happend at crue fest when it stopped in saratoga springs ny well after roo . Infact it was the closeing of our summer shows . Any way arlene myself and a really close friend drove two plus hours to spac smokin and jokin the whole way got to the event early hanging in the parking lot more smokin and jokin . I decide to twist 4 fattys for the event we head on in . Well yours truly lost those 4 fattys not to the p-king lot but to the security who frisked me. wellthe whole night arlene and my buddy are going on how we are seeing different people swmokin hell one group brought in a quart of jack yet I cant manage to get four fattys in . On the way out we see that security and him and three others are completely comfortable blind em with dental floss . They see me and smile and wave . I have gotten greif everyday since then about how you are suppose to handle your stuff .
