Cop at my door on harvest day!!

SSHZ said:

Don't open the door, under any circumstances. If you leave the house, exit thru the back door and let them find you outside. Do not re-enter the house, especially if they want to talk inside. Tell them you have a big, nasty dog that bites everyone he doesn't know.

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If you happen to have a dog you care about at all don't tell them this. Everything you say to these guys they often enter into an interview or notebook they usually carry in a pocket. If a search warrant is served they shoot your dog pretty much first thing if you've said that.

puffdatchronic said:

The thing is it seems super sketchy not coming to the door.1 day fine ,but if they keep coming back ..what then..

Yeh I rang them, My thinking was if they are on to me they won't just stop at this ,so I get the plant off my property and put the chilli plant in its place.. so kind of like ,if they were wanting to knock and talk... sure officer come and have a look around... that light in my closet you ask? that's my chilli plant ...

As it turns out though the dude across the way smashed up his gf pretty bad ,so they are looking statements..

Thanks for the karma ...appreciate it.. I don't wanna give you the wrong impression that the buds are ruined.. they just didn't get handled with the usual care and get the usual good trim.But they still look good...just a little squashed in a few places..

I had her hnging in my room and I tell ya this strain reeks so bad when chopped I was getting really worried ,but I had the brainwave of hanging it up in the attic.. and now everything is cool ,no smell ,so they can come and stick their snouts in if they like, pretty sure they just wanna ask if I know anything about the assault ,to which I will say no

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LOL there is a technique called hiding in plain sight. Wherein you embrace your social stereotype. Ahh when I was young and hot those were the days. I was the teflon ticket queen. 90 in a 25 with children present no problem no ticket for you LOL those were the days. Today I'm running the lonely granny stereotype. I have a counter FULL of cookies and brownies. I bake cakes at the drop of a hat and drop them off all around the neighborhood. If I see a cop I waddle up as quickly as my cane and smelly mop of a urine soaked dog can get to him and start talking.

Remember when you play this stereotype you can't stop talking. Keep talking no matter what. I'm literally trying to drag these young cops in my door (I've got a full flower, veg, clone and seed room right now), and I'm literally tugging on their sleeves to get them into my house for cookies, cake and milk ::snicker::

They can't get to that cruiser fast enough LOL yeah baby!

Carne Seca said:

The last time the cops came to my house they caught me in SpongeBob SquarePants boxer briefs climbing in my bedroom window (long story). They don't think I'm growing. They think I'm batshit crazy.

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No thinking required! Now THAT is another great stereotype to play. Problem with that one is holding any kind of real income producing job or the ability to actually create a meaningful sentence can play against you. Also if you happen to have had a beer you can get your ass beat down pretty effectively (out here in LA anyway). Worse you have to sort of walk the razor's edge of crazy enough to be considered innocent of machination but not crazy enough to end up with an LPS commitment (You know danger to self, others, gravely disabled).