It was St. Patty's and about 6 of my friends came over. We all threw in a little bit of money and went to my friends dealer, it was me and him and our other friend danny. So we get there, and we bought a QP and we were stoked. So my friend just got this new car of his... and it was manual and he cant drive worth shit, and when we get to an intersection to turn left, he stalls out in front of a motorcycle cop turning left as well, and almost hits him. We got pulled over and luckily he couldn't smell it, cuz this was one big ass sack. My friend took like 20 fucking minutes to find his registration and the cop started to get angry. We were afraid it wasnt in the car and it was going to get searched and we would have to step out of the car.. I was scared because it was 2 am or so and the cop kept asking us why we were out so late. It was scary knowing we had all that fuckin bud on us and couldnt find the registration, luckily my friend found it and just got a ticket. Scary shit
It's a bad idea to take drugs out of the house, especially in a car, around closing time on a holiday famous for drinking...
but what better to teach you to be smarter than almost getting caught (besides really getting caught)
