Cop stories huh?
My very first run in with the one-times was in 5th grade. I found some pot seeds that my dad had in his closet, and a friend of mine wanted to buy them, so naturally I brought them to school. Well the "friend" ratted me out and I got busted. I was a pretty bad kid in school, and was always at the principal's office, so he thought this would be a good chance to get rid of me once and for all. I was arrested for possession of marijuana and expelled from the school DISTRICT, not just the school.
many other run ins happened in between then and the next few serious run ins, which included petty theft, loitering, etc small shit. Also one small incident where the cops had to get a chick that I snuck into my room (to bang the shit out of) out of my parent's house.
The next big run in was when I was 17. I had been drinking the ENTIRE day, and around 2am I decided that I wasn't drunk enough and went and stole some 40's from The Fridge (the local Circle K, we called it the fridge because we basically walked in, and walked out with stuff). Well I guess I got way too extremely drunk and blacked out, and proceeded to destroy my room. My parents had to hold me down while they waited for the cops to come get me. My parents thought I had taken drugs or lost my mind. When the cops showed up, I wrestled one of them and was finally subdued and when I noticed the other cop standing there watching me, I decided it would be funny to keep yelling "Fu*king Rookie!" at him. I was arrested and 5150'd, which is to be put under 72 hour psychiatric evaluation at a mental institution. The stories from there are pretty crazy, but that's another topic.
3rd run in, I was drinking and smoking pot with two buddies in front of my house, when my buddy thought it would be a good idea to get his potato gun and fire it off at 2am. A car saw us shooting it, and raced passed us, which angered me. I flagged the person down and yelled at him, while completely black out drunk, to slow down. The person got scared and called the police. When the guy with the potato gun saw the cops pull up, he tried to run into my house but got tackled on my lawn. We later found out that he had meth on him. All three of us got arrested for public drunkenness and had to spend the night in jail.
Interesting side story about the last one. When we were in the holding tank, I asked an officer if I could use the bathroom. He said "why don't you use a porta potty?". I yelled, "AHAHAHAHA OMG YOU'RE SO FUNNY YOU FAGGOT COP" so loud at him, that they purposely put me in a cell with a bunch of gang members. That was a fun night. (they were all drunk and asleep, didn't have to fight anyone... thank god)
4th run in. After work, my buddy Alex had a little kick back at his house. I drank a bunch and then decided to drive home like a moron. Got pulled over, dui. The reason I mention this, is because of the classic dui story. I was literally down the street from my house. The cop who arrested me, was a rookie and it was his first ticket, blah blah blah. What's funny though, is the song we had playing when I got pulled over was Cream - White Room. When I went to court for my DUI, somebody's cellphone started ringing, and it was the same song. THEN at my first dui class, someone else there had been pulled over while listening to the same song. Weird.
5th run in. Another night drinking at a friend's apartment. I got way too drunk, again, and slapped my friend and he kicked me out. Well I was reallllyyy drunk at this time. I managed to stumble into someones car as they were pulling out, and then someone else's apartment who was also having a party. After realizing that this was not my friend's apartment, I left. Cops were called, and they found me stumbling around the apartment complex. Arrested for public drunkenness and banished from that apartment complex. One of the cops broke my right thumb while putting the handcuffs on.
I don't drink anymore, lol.