Haven't smoked in several years, but I do have some memories..
Back in high school, 5-6 friends and I decided to go smoke after a school-sponsored pre-graduation celebration event. So here we were, in dress clothing, hotboxing in our SUV. No biggie, right? We had done this a bunch of times before.
Naturally, after two blunts, we were all very hungry. Following a short discussion regarding where we would eat, we set our destination: A food truck near a local college that serves massive 3-meat sandwiches, which was only a short 15 minute drive away. A great time! Loud music, lots of laughter,
Halfway through the drive to the food truck, we encounter a police road block. We get pulled over, and the policeman asks for the driver's ID and the vehicle's registration information.
After verifying the documents, the policeman approached the vehicle, and said...
"It smells like marihuana in here!"
And so began what my friends and I like to call -The Incident-
More policemen approach us once they're alerted by their co-worker, and we are ordered to come out of the vehicle.
To my dismay, two of my buddies must've thought they were lawyers or something that night. They began arguing with the cops, and they got mad(naturally.)
[Seriously, who argues with a cop after they've ordered you to leave the vehicle over a legitimate reason? I feel like we could've gotten off with a warning had it not been for their confrontational attitude. :rip:]
We were all handcuffed, and the policemen began searching the vehicle for traces of drugs. It didn't take very long for one of the to pop out saying "I found it!", holding a roach(blunt butt) in his hand.
It was over.
Into the policemen's car... Drove to the police station... Called all of our guardians... Needless to say, I was punished heavily by my parents. Probably the same deal for the rest of the guys involved.
A night to remember for sure. Not looking forward to something like that ever again
Thank you very much for the giveaway, Boop! Happy 420 to everyone.