I'm not afraid of cops. I usually flick them off or mouth fuck you. And I keep a legal document with me proving they can't do anything about it. It's pretty funny. I do it in a way to where they can't do anything... amazing....
Cloud and thunder, storm and rain, I will summon these elements to bring you the most intense pain.
I was walking 'round our town with like 2 grams of weed.
Some cop found my walking suspicious, what the fuck?
He said that I needed to empty my pockets, mmkay.
As I did, the cop started to search me, and he found the bag in my sock.
He was like, how old are you?
I said I was 18 /.
The fucking bastard believed it, said to me that the next time I have 2 gram he will take it, and he left.
After an hour or so, I saw a friend of mine driving 'round the town on his scooter.
He stopped, we decided to chill somewhere, and we smoked a J.
The same fucking cop came, unaware of the fact that my friend had a bag of 10 gram in his scooter.
He asked hwo old he was, he said 18.
He needed to open the scoot, and show what's inside.
The cop saw the bag, said almost the same thing to me.
''If I see you one more time 'round here, with 9 grams more, I'll throw you in jail.''
Then he fucking left.
One time, me and my mates were walking, one of them was drunk and swearing like shit. The cops stopped by, asked us random shit. They left, and my mate swore at the cops.
The cops turn around and arrest him. Then they let him out 30mins later.