>>463098172>>463099775wait shit this is too long
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"And honestly you guys don't look like the most industrious drug dealers. Not the types to go through 30 grams of hash in a week."
I answered: "Dude we smoke like a pound a day niggggggga"
But really I muttered: "Uh no sir, we are weekend smokers only, just casual and stuff, you know how it is."
So we stand up one by one and get searched - mind you, at this point we all think we still have a couple of bags on us.
Luckily they were super chill, not making a fuss out of it. They were young guys, maybe two or three years on the force and quite possibly two or three joints in their past. We cracked jokes (nervously) and acted cool (more nervously), while making smalltalk about the benefits of such an alert police in areas of much burglarizing (it's in a wealthy part of town). Then we talked about more serious crimes than consumption of weed, such as, speeding, jaywalking and being an asshole.
While one of my friends was being searched, he cracked a joke about the tightness of his jeans and him not expecting to get pantsed today. Or at least not in this manner. Bad situation in the making, except the officer laughed along and commented: "Oh come on man, it's saturday, you could get some."
I briefly considering telling one of them that he had a nice beard and that I would like to stroke it, but decided against it on very obvious reasons. One being I was too high to do it.
Turns out, the host had stealthily hid the stash in his stashbox under the table, a minute before they came in, not knowing they would come, just on a hunch.
As I am writing this, I am tripping on LSA, just taken effect 10 minutes after the cops left and rolling a 'noia-joint. (Nøjerfed for de indviede) and this post is a lot longer than I had expected at the start of my repetitious tapping on the keyboard.
TL;DR I ALMOST GOT BUSTED BUT THE COPPAS WUS COOL N SHIT NOW TRIPPIN PEACE NIGGAS 420 BLZEITFAGTON