Breakin' The Law'I'd taken some mushrooms in a pub,' writes Allen Smithee, 'and things had got a bit odd. People turning into goblins, barstools into toadstools etc. I wandered off from my friends and found myself in a carpark. I noticed a huge liquorice allsort driving towards me and Bertie Basset got out. I kinda realised that Bertie was a policeman and my brain went into paranoid fast forward. I decided that I must be being arrested and said, "I'll just get in the back of your car, Officer" Bertie looked at me with disgust, "Not bleeding likely sunshine. Just piss off home ok?"'
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rob, Wed 7 Jan 2004, 20:34)
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Late one eveningWe were driving home, very stoned with about a half-ounce of hash in the car when we got pulled over by the police. The passenger in the front seat frantically scrabbled for the hash, only to realise he couldn't find it to pitch it out the window. Anyway, a very polite constable came and took the driver away to his car for questioning, while another polite constable got in his seat to question me and the front-seat passenger.
We told him we were students, and he seemed very interested and asked what we were studying. "Chemistry" said the guy in the front. The policeman seemed even more interested and asked him why he studied chemistry. "Well, there's loads of wierd plants in the rainforest that no-one knows about, right, and they might have all kinds of cool chemicals that'd do all kinds of cool stuff if you distilled them down, right?" came the reply. "I see" said the suddenly stern looking constable adn got out of the car.
Shortly afterward the driver was returned to us and we were allowed on our way. He was told that it was a routine stop because our car matched the description of a stolen one (it wasn't). After that little speech (and the car must've stank of hash smoke) I've no idea why they let us go, but there we are.
And, thankfully, we found the half-ounce when we got home.
(, Thu 8 Jan 2004, 9:07, Reply)
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