Love those Police
So, last sunday was fantastic. Paul, Nathan, and I are just chilling and watching The Last Samurai when we get a little visit from two of the county's finest(well, one was actually a Rochester cop). Paul opens the door to see what they want, they immediately smell marijuana and come in. As it happens, Paul, Woody, and Chubbs had all been smoking a crapload of fairly potent nugget earlier(like 3 hours before, but it still stank). We get a long lecture, Police destroy Paul's stash, I'm told that "It would be best if you left". I can't do that, however, because guess what? Paul's mom has come back(somehow I'm guessing that she was the one who called the police in the first place) and she is blocking my car in. Sooooo Nathan and I get another nice lecture from her. Throughout the entire ordeal, Nathan is freaking the fuck out. He kept screaming/whining "What have I done?!?! I'm so sorry..." as if he just murdered someone, and just generally say the wrong thing at the wrong time. I actually had to struggle to hold back laughter at Nathan's expense. Yes, I'm an Asshole.
Anyways, the message of the story: Fuck you anti-drug laws, Fuck you for saying a couple of legal adults cannot relax and watch a fucking movie at home. And Fuck you Mr. Sangamon County officer: I know you were just doing your job, but you don't have to be a prick about it, especially when we were being fully cooperative.
Anyways, the message of the story: Fuck you anti-drug laws, Fuck you for saying a couple of legal adults cannot relax and watch a fucking movie at home. And Fuck you Mr. Sangamon County officer: I know you were just doing your job, but you don't have to be a prick about it, especially when we were being fully cooperative.