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Anyone have any funny stories about run in's with the Police? Thank god I don't.

walrusjk,

Two brother in laws, a illegal cousin from Mexico city and me were having a wake for Hunter S. Thompson at several local bars and the cops caught us trying to push my suburban past the jail.

Party on Phoenix.

walrusjk,

17 years old messing around with my first puppy love flame on the side of a rural road east of Denver. We're in the back seat about to get busy and the cop pulls up and flashes his lights on us in the back seat. I hop out the car scared as hell and he meets me halfway to the front of the car and I'm still pulling my pants up walking towards him. He couldn't help but laugh. I was sure my ass was going to jail and that was much better than the fate awaiting me from pops at home. Instead of being a dick, the cop just says "Hard to drive that car from the back seat isnt it?" He then directed me to an even more secluded spot down the road where the action commenced. Of course performance was shaky at best

Anditsdeeptoo,
Oh man that's a great story. Got a break from a cop! I spent a year in Denver when my Dad did a sabatical in Japan. Went to George Washington highschool. That's where Chauncey Billups came up. Rocky mountain high in Colorado....

Anditsdeeptoo,
Great Story!

I have a story too!
Here in LA, they (the po-po/ 5-0? whatever you want to call them), set up these driver license,insurance and sobriety check points in random places.

It usually happens at the 1st of the month.

Why, people cannot drive, too many people do not have insurance or license and they drive under the influence of weed!

So, I get caught up in one of these check points, when I first moved to LA. I did not know what they hell was going on! I was scared because I had Maryland drivers license and I was driving someone else's car - who is NOTORIOUS for having police run-ins. So, I am shaking in my boots and it finally gets to be my turn and the officer asks for my license and registration. I give him my license but tell him, this isn't my car. So, he ran the plates and finds out who the car belongs to. The owner of the car owns a record label, so the police man told me to pull to the side of the road and he would be back to see me in a minute. HE walks away. I am scared out of my wits! I am like, Oh no, this car is about to get towed, how and I gonna get back to the hotel where I am staying? Who do I call - I am new to LA?

The police officer comes back and hands me a CD case and is like....I will let you go on, if you can help me get my demo to the homeboy that owns this car. I was like, For Sure! And drove off like a bat out of hell!

Afer that, I bought my own car or when I could afford it, rode around in a limo to learn the streets of LA.

tis2flyyy,
I'm glad you skidded away from the fuzz. You're like Tony Saprano....

walrusjk,

Yeah! I wondered why they called me Big T! ;p