When I fought the law.. and won.
-hazy lines transporting us back to my 14 year old self-
All this time ago, I liked the odd joint - nothing major of course.
However, an old friends parents caught wind from the friend - friend comes to my house one day, goes home rather excited from the day (as 14 year olds do).
I get a text the next day - "Parents were drinking last night, convinced themselves you sold me speed or something. Trying to get them to ring the police and take the statement back."
Oh shit! Thinks I.
Anyway, nothing happens, statements taken back in the cold light of morning - everything is good.
Till one morning, my stash in my school bag upstairs, im sitting on the PC waiting for school.
BANGBANGBANG on the door.
I peek my head around when my mother answers -
"Hello, im (police rank) and (name)"
I dont hear much of the rest as ive frankly just shat a lung out - the adrenaline kicks in, my heads buzzing. I do hear 2003 mentioned though - strange, i was 11 then..
I go into the kitchen, the bloke says hello. I turn around - look out the back window - 2 more plain clothes officers.
"What the fuck" Im wondering.
"Err.. Mam. Im going to school."
"Two seconds son, excuse me, is he ok to go?"
"Yeah, of course, dont want to get in the way of his day. Run along son, have a good day."
I go upstairs, make sure my stash is in my bag (which consisted of 2 joints..) make my way down the stairs and leg it out the door.
After saying goodbye to my dad, who was on the stairs in cuffs. This didnt register until I was in bed that night.
When im at the school bus stop - the dog unit gets to my house. Id just beat the law. I was a mastermind!
Of course, this didnt stop me passing myself thinking theyd accidently let me go - I smoked the whole lot before walking into school with a friend, and had quite a giggle of a day.

Moral? Drugs are bad, mmmkay.
(bredstkcriminal, Thu 19 Aug 2010, 15:19, 3 replies)

now i want to know what your pa was up to
or perhaps i don't
( spacefish bong!, Thu 19 Aug 2010, 15:35, closed)

interesting one
I dont know. I have ideas, but I dont want to share anything that may not ring true - hes still inside though.
(bredstkcriminal, Thu 19 Aug 2010, 15:36, closed)

Crikey!
*clicks*
( The Pollitt chooses to listen to Enya on, Thu 19 Aug 2010, 16:53, closed)