Is life full if you've never jumped off a rofftop? peed in somone's beer? kissed a girl? been slapped by a girl? shroomed infront of cops? ran from the police? My police story My worst run in with the cops was not too far from my house in a quiet California community. I was walking home from a friends house and, luckily, I had moments ago stashed my vodka bottle in a nearby bush. I continue to walk toward the street leading to my house when I see a car coming. Its 2 am so I decide to play it cool and act as if I was trying to get into an adjacent car. This imcoming vehicle wasn't like the others, it slowed down when it passed and I saw the man inside had a uniform. Then the flashing lights came into play as he parked right behind me in the direction I had come from. He says somthing like "stop where you are" as he slithers out of his neo-Nazi charriot. Normally I would have complied, but I had intent to sell in my pockets and looked like a car-theif. No time to think, just run you fool. My legs made the decision long before my mind would agree. I said somthing like "sure thing" then let instincts take over. It was an all out race, a sprint between me and an uncharacteristiclly fit police officer. The swine held his own and as I took the corner onto my street I could feel his slimy breath on my neck. I could tell he wanted to tackle me with intense desire, but I wouldn't let up. My adreneline kicked in and when I took detours by vaulting over 6-foot planter gaps in a nearby apartment complex, he turned back panting. I hopped a fence to my house, didn't wake up my mom, and went to sleep in a pool of my own freedom loving sweat. There's a moral to this story, If the cop says stop, he doesn't really mean it, its just a manditory police expression. Police enjoy a good chase, thats why they entered the force; they want the thrill of the chase. Somtimes they must be humbled, like the cop who was after me, and I know that was a service to him. It was a wakeup call "hit the gym buddy"