Awkward Cop Stories.
Alright, just tell your awkward cop stories.
Here's mine:
Alright, I've got several BB guns, and we decided to have a BB gun fight around my complex. (I lived in an apartment then). Well, one of my guns been dropped so many times, the orange tip was bent, so the BB would not come out, so I just ended cutting it off a while back. So, anyways, I was using that gun, and my other friend was using another gun, with an orange tip. And my two other friends were using an Uzi, and a Deagle. (Both had orange tips). So at this point, I'm the only one without an orange tip. I'm thinking nothing of it, because I've done this several times before, so why would this one be different, well anyways...
We went outside, they ran, and we went out to start the game. We're about 15 mins into it. So, we're kind of tired from moving and shit, so we decide to take a break. After that, me and my partner (We were doing teams) went and walked over to another complex building. Anyways, when we were coming back to MY complex, as soon as we hit the parking lot, we had like four cop cars PULL IN FAST AS FUCK, pulling up like 2 feet away from our knee caps, they open their doors, and they pull out their guns, and yell "PUT THE GUN DOWN GET DOWN, PUT IT DOWN!".
At this point, I was scared as fuck, because their was four of these fuckers pointing shit at me, so I dropped that gun, got down, they kicked the gun away. They were asking me who else was with me, and threw me on the car. EVERYONE was out their fucking apartments not minding their damn business. One of these cops go and pick up my gun, and don't even know how to take out the clip (Oh the irony). Anyways, at this point they still think it's real until they look into the barrel and see the little shade of orange, and they asked why I cut if off and blah blah.
Then they took me to my parents, and they left. It was crazy because I thought I was about to get shot, their faces were like, whoa. I almost shit my pants. Then all my boy's made fun of me because of my face. They were doing the same shit, and the guns were not even aimed at them, dumbasses. Anyways, that's my story. :l
This was about four-five weeks, I believe? Was just a crazy moment.
(Fuck whoever called the police, we've done that several times and never had a problem). Like someone is going to run around a building with a real gun...
Here's mine:
Alright, I've got several BB guns, and we decided to have a BB gun fight around my complex. (I lived in an apartment then). Well, one of my guns been dropped so many times, the orange tip was bent, so the BB would not come out, so I just ended cutting it off a while back. So, anyways, I was using that gun, and my other friend was using another gun, with an orange tip. And my two other friends were using an Uzi, and a Deagle. (Both had orange tips). So at this point, I'm the only one without an orange tip. I'm thinking nothing of it, because I've done this several times before, so why would this one be different, well anyways...
We went outside, they ran, and we went out to start the game. We're about 15 mins into it. So, we're kind of tired from moving and shit, so we decide to take a break. After that, me and my partner (We were doing teams) went and walked over to another complex building. Anyways, when we were coming back to MY complex, as soon as we hit the parking lot, we had like four cop cars PULL IN FAST AS FUCK, pulling up like 2 feet away from our knee caps, they open their doors, and they pull out their guns, and yell "PUT THE GUN DOWN GET DOWN, PUT IT DOWN!".
At this point, I was scared as fuck, because their was four of these fuckers pointing shit at me, so I dropped that gun, got down, they kicked the gun away. They were asking me who else was with me, and threw me on the car. EVERYONE was out their fucking apartments not minding their damn business. One of these cops go and pick up my gun, and don't even know how to take out the clip (Oh the irony). Anyways, at this point they still think it's real until they look into the barrel and see the little shade of orange, and they asked why I cut if off and blah blah.
Then they took me to my parents, and they left. It was crazy because I thought I was about to get shot, their faces were like, whoa. I almost shit my pants. Then all my boy's made fun of me because of my face. They were doing the same shit, and the guns were not even aimed at them, dumbasses. Anyways, that's my story. :l
This was about four-five weeks, I believe? Was just a crazy moment.
(Fuck whoever called the police, we've done that several times and never had a problem). Like someone is going to run around a building with a real gun...
Originally Posted by Obey
