| Playboy-Deak |
01-31-2010 06:26 PM |
Life in the urban jungle... (police story)
I decided I wanted to go to a club last night.... So I go cop a bag of kush weed and put it in my sock just in case I gets pulled over... I also got myself a 1/2 pint of Hennessy in a cranberry bottle on the passenger seat... So I'm rolling on a dark deserted street and didn't run any redlights, stop sign, or any traffic violations... But here they go! All of a sudden I see the flashing lights of an unmarked police car in my rearview... My thought is yea, they gonna ask me for license, registration, and insurance and I'll be on my way... NOT!
I've pulled over and I hear em screaming "Turn the fucking car off! Put your fucking hands out the window!!!"... They approached me with guns drawn, opens my door, unfastened my seatbelt, yoinks me out, and immediately slap me in cuffs. They roughed my body up with an aggressive frisking... And then they ask me for my license/registration after all that... 1st and foremost, what am I getting pulled over for? Did I jus rob a bank or something? I didnt even hit the bottle yet, Is this a DUI? Better yet, wtf is going on?
They said it was cold so its best to put me in the backseat while they run my name and the other one search my car... I come back clean. I'm thinking they may have been the gang unit or something. They were looking for guns... I'm glad they didnt search my sock where the weed was. I'm also glad they didn't take my hennessy... They opened the door, let me out, uncuffed me, gave my license back, and I went to the club and partied-hardied... :pimp
P.S. Police profiling is a mufucka!
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