I fought the law.. and the law won!
 

Has anybody had any interesting encounters with the police?

The only time I can recall was when I was about 13, we were having a drink at a friends house, and we decided in the middle of the night/morning to sneak out with our cans of Carling and go for a walk (as you do.) we were sat on a bus stop having a drink and a chat, but then a cop car was turning right, to go down past us, so in our 13 year old idiot drunken states we all decided to leg it. :laughing:

My only encounter with the law is hardcore I know.

Yeah,I was put in juvenile when I was 13 for assault
****tiest valentines day ever

Sexual assault?

My 13 year old self was more hardcore than you. Drinking underage > rape.

Nah I socked my mom in the mouth
she called the cops on me lololol

And I don't think your 13 yr old self was more hardcore than me, sry for real

I hope 'socked' means hit or else I'm extremely worried about yours and your mothers relationship :laughing:

And oh well, at least you broke the news to me in a nice way

I'm a fast runner and a good liar...=)

Meh.. I had a careless driving ticket once, about 7 or 8 years ago.
Safe to say that's off my record.
So I'm squeaky clean.

I'm not a total prude either... so it really does come down to being smart about how you break the law.

I was smoking some green outside my house. All of a sudden two squad cars roll up, one cop pulls out a gun, and tells me to get my ****ing hands up.

next thing i know i'm getting handcuffed and searched by 4 police officers. Turns out my neighbor had been snooping outside her window, seen me walking past her house, and called the cops because she thought i was about to rob her.

I was so pissed. It was pretty freaky seeing that many cops at the peak of my high

:laughing:

I've never really broken the law, never smoked underage, never done recreational drugs, the most I've done was drank underage..

Life must be more eventful when you take a walk on the wild side, but I've always been worried about trying things and reaching a place where there's no going back..

Brilliant story.

Nosey bitch, shit in her handbag.

P.S Drugs are bad.

Exactly. I go out to bars and know my limits to drive and I do my recreational drugs in the privacy of my own home only. I have yet to have a run in with the law past a speeding ticket, and I smoke weed a lot, take shrooms on occasion, and am totally willing to check out anything else that may strike my fancy.

Just know the law and know how to avoid it. If you aren't bothering anyone, why the **** should they bother you?

I got busted for underage drinking a week before my 18th birthday (the legal drinking age in australia is 18). i was also supplying all my mates because i've always looked old for my age, so i copped a huge fine.:( turned me off drinking in public for about a year or so.

this is pretty much my attitude as well, only i stopped with anything but weed after i turned 30.

as for funny encounters with the fuzz, it happens on occasion, especially where i work odd hours.

had one job where i started at 3:30am everyday in an office inside a house that had been converted for a few businesses. someone called about seeing a person poking around outside at that hour and sure enough the cops showed up to investigate. once i noticed lights in the parking lot i went outside to see what was up (i normally picked up the papers as they were delivered). one cop rushed me the other had her hand on her gun, i put my hands up, smiled, and invited them in to show them my job :laughing:

with my current job one of my old co-workers would walk home with me every night after we finished, again around 3-4 in the morning. we split up at my building's front steps and in the time it took me to walk into my apartment (3 doors, no stairs) he had gotten stopped. lights were flashing on the wall and i knew - then again co-worker had a very defensive attitude towards authority. as soon as i walked out of the building again co-worker screams 'Dave? Can you tell this guy we just finished work?'. as if i have the power to tell a cop what's what... hahaha

i always found it funny how being nice to the police and offering them more information than they need usually gets you out of trouble unless you're caught doing something obviously wrong.

which is why is smoke my weed inside. :pimp:

Um....It was this period in my life that lasted several monthes where my entire family thought I was pocessed. I was in an argument with my mom and she said something that really upset me so I broke one of her bowls. She called my dad to come home from work, who drove me to the local police station and tried to talk his cop friend into letting me spend the night in a cell. He said he couldn't do that, but he would talk to me.
I'm assuming my dad thought that I got a really long lecture about respect for property, personal responsibility, ect, but he just sort of asked me what was going on and observed how terrified and paranoid I was. It was pretty nice of him to watch a 13-year-old girl cry and bitch about her family for as long as he did, I gotta say.

Looking back, I really wish I could have spent the night in jail. How fucking beast would that have been?