Po po stories?

So I always hear these stories about a friend of a friend of a friend's grandma (or whatever.. if your grandma is growing then I wanna meet her! ha) getting busted in all sorts of strange ways. Has anyone actually been busted or known someone who has? Or even had any stories of almost getting busted. There's nothing I'd like to hear more than someone pwning the coppers. So....anyone?

I threw a 3-kegger, 3 band backyard party once that the cops tried to break up. They used the excuse that a neighbor complained. I presented them w/ signed affidavits from all my neighbors (truth! I got permission)consenting to the party. The rookie in charge was a dick and I shoved the papers in his face, yelled at him and demanded to know who it was who complained. I was fucking pissed and he knew it. They settled with a "Well could you keep it down?" and left.

I was flying on shrooms, coke, pot, beer at the time...Shrooms tend to make me violent...guess that's why I stopped eating them.

I suppose I could've been beaten down and dragged in but it didn't happen. Does that count?

we had a drug search at school the other day and i ate half a joint

how likely are the police to go after a small grow op, say 2 plants? I would think that they would be after the big grow ops and not a home grow for personal use, but you never know. Just trying to assess how dagerous this is I guess...

these threads kill me.

so you like to hear about being handcuffed naked on the floor for three hours while the cops go thru your underwear drawer?

i'm just sayin'

never been busted growing, or even close.... and I don't want to hear about it either.... too depressing.

I got busted when i was on demerol and percs, a bunch of them. Luckily it took the pain away from the beating they gave me.

fdd2blk said:

these threads kill me.

so you like to hear about being handcuffed naked on the floor for three hours while the cops go thru your underwear drawer?

i'm just sayin'

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Well it seems like there's a ton of misinformation and supposed stories and I just want to hear of people's actual experiences, as I'm new to growing.

I'd rather know what CAN happen than not know anything at all and end up being the naked handcuffed person. Handcuffed by a cop that is. LOL

daisy2687 said:

how likely are the police to go after a small grow op, say 2 plants? I would think that they would be after the big grow ops and not a home grow for personal use, but you never know. Just trying to assess how dagerous this is I guess...

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I've never been busted so I'm talking out my ass here, but my opinion is that The Law won't "go after" a two plant grow. However; if they stumble upon it whilst working on something else they will generally charge you for it. Moral of the story? Don't give the cops reason to come rooting 'round your house.

fdd2blk said:

these threads kill me.

so you like to hear about being handcuffed naked on the floor for three hours while the cops go thru your underwear drawer?

i'm just sayin'

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Not to mention when they pull out your wife's personal shit & show it to all their cop friends.

ORECAL said:

never been busted growing, or even close.... and I don't want to hear about it either.... too depressing.

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It is depressing,ive been popped & ive done time for it,even though its been over 20 years since i was released it still pisses me off to no end.

You couldnt pay me to grow in my home again or even have any weight in my house,where i live a couple of ounces is all the excuse they need to take your house & everything else.

panhead said:

It is depressing,ive been popped & ive done time for it,even though its been over 20 years since i was released it still pisses me off to no end.

You couldnt pay me to grow in my home again or even have any weight in my house,where i live a couple of ounces is all the excuse they need to take your house & everything else.

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damn............

I got popped along with one of my guys and the shit was somwhat hilarious....we where ridin and smoking (a total no-no).... we had a 1/4 and two big ass Garcia Vegas filled with 5gs in both.....we started smoking one and put the other shit in the glove....my buddy is driving and hitting the weed at the same time.....county boy gets behind us and throws his lights on....my buddy throws the blunt in my lap.....before i could put it out they have us surrounded......they searched and only found the blunt and told us "Damn thats a big blunt there......Ya smokin ya dick aint ya"........shits fuckin crazy

I Almost got busted once. It was at my last apartment, i had about 6 females going late in to flowering. We made the choice to buy c02 instead of a carbon can filter(get the filter if u have to choose between the two). We knew it was smelly but since we were living with it we really didnt notice all that much. Well i get a ring at the door, more like some one was constantly pushing the door bell over and over again like the place was on fire. It was my space cadet of a landlord(Most of em are) and she was fuming red in the face. She said she was next door cleaning out the place as a tenant had just moved. She said the stench of cannabis was soo strong that she said we either were producing hash oil, or we were growing alot of pot, here words exactly. So i tell here im just smoking alot of weed because i just got fired, which was true. She told me to take care of the smell and she left.
I called my partner in crime over to tell him about what just happened, and not more than 15 minutes later i hear a loud knock on the door.We were up stairs so We look out side the window to see my land lord and the Police standing at my door. Well needless to say this scared the fuking shit straight out my ass. My friend bolts for the back door and jumps the freakin fence and runs across the street to a near by school. Mean while im stuffing all the grow equipment in the the closet, turn off the lights and curl in to a little ball in the corner of my bathroom smoking what I presumed to be my last cig for a long time. I called my friend begging in vain for him to some how help me, but there was nothing he could do. so next i called my Dad, who just so happens to smoke just about as much as i do. I told him the situation and he told me he would call right back. While waiting for him to phone back my friend calls to tell me the cops have just left. So my dad calls back and i tell him to bring over a car and some trash bags and he was there in no more that 10 minutes. We scrambled to chop every thing down and frantically packed up all the equipment in to his car. We drove in to the mountians( i live near a ski destination so lots of woods and mountians) and ditched all the stalks and root balls. Then took all the plants bak to his place and we kept em in the basement!
My mother was a bit dissapointed that i was growing but she got over that real fast, and of course my dad didnt care. This was by far the scarryest event in my life. I cant remember a moment in time where i was as terrified as i was when the cops were nat my door. Im just happy i got a qp in the end and no one went to jail If there is a lesson to be learnt its make damn sure you spring for that carbon filter

Oh yea, and even though the next day my landlord came over to check the place out and she said it was clean; i still got evicted for the smell. It said right on the eviction notice, the smell was soo strong that she belived that she would have to repaint not only my appartment,but the surrounding ones as well! Damn i didnt notice it but it must have really stunk!I talked to my neighbors and they said it really did reak but they didnt mind one bit

smokin and drivin is bad bad news .
back in 1990 i was rollin with a buddy of mine ... he had a 73 vette and i was young so i thought it was the coolest car in the world. and begged him to drive it ... huge mistake. anyways we pull into this arby's drive thru window to get a sandwich and im smokin a bowl. well i look in the rearview mirror and spot johnny with his lights rollin.
im thinkin no big deal its less than a gram so im gonna get a fine and be on my way.
next thing i know theres a dog sniffin around the car and im cuffed and stuffed.
heres where the "dont ever talk to the cops" comes in full force.
the cop says so is that shit yours?
and i says yep its mine i was just smokin a bit blah blah blah ... no big deal right ... WRONG ... little did i know i had just admited ... without knowing .. that the OZ of cocaine under the drivers seat was mine and that it wasnt any big deal because i was only havin a few hits.
and 2 and a half years later im getting out of the joint on my 3 year sentence for violation of the uniform controlled substance act (VUCSA)
my buddy was just glad im not a snitch.
needless to say i will never talk to the cops again EVER ... for any reason

I didnt read the responses,no need,threads like this one are like sitting at home & watching those stupid cop shows where the cops bust people,wtf kinda fun is that ?

Cop's suck,teach your children to fear the police,shun them & avoid them at all costs,they do not have your best interest in mind,end of cop story.

Phinxter said:

smokin and drivin is bad bad news .
back in 1990 i was rollin with a buddy of mine ... he had a 73 vette and i was young so i thought it was the coolest car in the world. and begged him to drive it ... huge mistake. anyways we pull into this arby's drive thru window to get a sandwich and im smokin a bowl. well i look in the rearview mirror and spot johnny with his lights rollin.
im thinkin no big deal its less than a gram so im gonna get a fine and be on my way.
next thing i know theres a dog sniffin around the car and im cuffed and stuffed.
heres where the "dont ever talk to the cops" comes in full force.
the cop says so is that shit yours?
and i says yep its mine i was just smokin a bit blah blah blah ... no big deal right ... WRONG ... little did i know i had just admited ... without knowing .. that the OZ of cocaine under the drivers seat was mine and that it wasnt any big deal because i was only havin a few hits.
and 2 and a half years later im getting out of the joint on my 3 year sentence for violation of the uniform controlled substance act (VUCSA)
my buddy was just glad im not a snitch.
needless to say i will never talk to the cops again EVER ... for any reason

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Damn man, thats rough. I don't know what I would do if that happened to me

...well, i was at the freshy party for the freshman in my high school this year(you know the party where you get them drunk after you torture them for a day(and by torture i mean literally swimming in rotten vegetables.....yeah, nasty stuff) and anyways i ended up really being totally f(*)(ed out of my mind after a bunch of beer and pot i smokes with some buddies. Later on i got my friend to drive me home, about 20-30km away, and apparently i was screaming and freaking out about every single car we passed because i thought it was police. We were the only people in the car but my friend says i was having a conversation with like 8 people who werent there. Anyways we finally get to my place and i say goodbye to "everybody" in the car, and somehow stumble into my basement only to find my dad(principle of my school...YIKES!) waiting in the house for me, i pulled myself together and acted sober, he bought it and i passed out till the next day.

that didnt really involve to popo but i figured it would be a worthwhile story to tell.

One time, it was me and two of my friends and we were smokin outt of a bubler in my car parked outside of a seesha (hookah) bar. We were meeting up with other friends who arrived earlier. Well we were packing a third bowl and by then i started to feel it kick in. It was dark and we parked in between cars infront of a fence. my buddy lit up the third bowl and i started to notice shadows on the fence. My buddies told me i was trippin out since i was drivin. Next thing i see is a police officer writing down the license plate to the car next to me, and im like OHH FUCK the cops. my buddy said to get out of the car, and im like fuck that he'll notice the smell right away. So i turned on the car, parked further down in the parking lot and went inside. haha