a story as told by chris
THIS IS TOLD BY CHRIS, NOT ME.
hey everyone, chris here with some interesting news about our "rick james bbq" last night.
as always, the gp crew had an awesome time. grillin' and chillin' is what we here at gp is all about. but the highlight of the bbq was a misadventure in which myself and shann got into.
after practice, we split into two groups, me and shann went to my house to grab the dvds (athf 1 2 and chappelle show) while gir and zack went to zack's house to chill. shann and myself get to my house, grabbing the needed supplies from the house and quickly headed out towards the safeway towards zack's house, our thinking would be that we didn't want the meat to get all yucky and shit while driving back up to zack's house.
i had picked up from my house a clear red watergun that i had gotten from christina. i was shooting street signs with it on the way up from rancho cordova. this will be key in this story, so remember, clear red.
we get into the safeway shopping center. at the first speed bump, a mom and her kids are trying to cross the street, so being the gentlemen i was, i motioned for them go to, i had my watergun in hand, and so i waved them through and it went off without a hitch. we pull into a parking space, slip inside safeway for sodas, meat, buns and chips and proceed to exit the store.
upon exitting the store, on our way to the car, me and shann exchange words on how this bbq for good ol rick james is going to be fucking badass. we put our supplies into the car and we ourselves get in as well. turning on the car, i was about to pull off when all of the sudden, a highway patrol cruiser blocks my way, lights on and a serious look on the officers face. out of the corner of my eye, i see a cycle unit coming into play, pulling out his weapon, what looked to be like .50 Desert Eagle, not very police issue looking either.
the cruiser instructs both me and shann to put our hands up. he then instructed me to turn off the car and toss my keys out the window, i do so. he then motions for my to unbuckle my seatbelt and slowly get out of the car with both hands in the air, i do so as well. shann thought these instructs were for us both, but unfortunately they werent and as shann tried to exit, the officer yelled at him to stay in the car. once outside, they instruct me to turn around and close the door with my foot. once done, they ask me to walk backwards, putting my hands on my head. lacing them behind my head, the cycle officer then instructs me to follow his voice. i do so until i am told to stop. then my hands are grabbed in a rather harsh manner while the officer puts his gun away. the officer then wrenches my arm behind my back, damn near breaking it off. while my other hand is on my head, he proceeds to cuff me, cuffing a portion of my hair, ripping out a good chunk of it without apologizing at any point. at this time, while i'm being cuffed, shann is cuffed as well as is instructed to simply stay there with them. after such things, both shann and myself are searched, both of our masculine parts are grabbed in a not so friendly fashion. after such things i am told, "we had reports of a gun being waved out of a car window, you're going to jail." after such said dialogue, i'm put into the back of the squad car, handcuffed and somewhat scared.
all the while i'm in the car, shann is being talked to by one of the officers and my car is searched. they searched the glovebox and under the seats, basically raising hell to find the gun ... the clear red watergun i had gotten from christina. the officer sees it's a toy and dumps the remaining water i had out of it. they both have dumb ass looks on their faces. they both keep talking to shann for a bit before finally opening the door to the cruiser i'm in. the first thing the officer says to me is "you smell like pot." i reply with "ok?". he then askes, "do you have any pot on your person? do you have any in the car?". i answer no to both due to the fact i don't smoke pot. he then allows me to get out of the car. they instruct us that they got a report of the gun being pointed at people and such. i assumed is was the mom and kids who i let pass earlier. regardless, they give us a speech on how we should thank the cycle officer for letting us go, because he'd have us in jail. after this long, pointless speech, he uncuffed both me and shann and asked for our IDs. we give them to him and he then sees shann lives around the area, and is told "you better watch out who you hang out with." implying that i am dangerous. after such things, they instruct us to get into the car and wait to be told to leave. ten minutes after, we are allowed to go.
shann's thoughts - that was awesome and fucking scary at the same time.
chris's thoughts - fuck fuck, fuck the police. fuck fuck, fuck the police.
hey everyone, chris here with some interesting news about our "rick james bbq" last night.
as always, the gp crew had an awesome time. grillin' and chillin' is what we here at gp is all about. but the highlight of the bbq was a misadventure in which myself and shann got into.
after practice, we split into two groups, me and shann went to my house to grab the dvds (athf 1 2 and chappelle show) while gir and zack went to zack's house to chill. shann and myself get to my house, grabbing the needed supplies from the house and quickly headed out towards the safeway towards zack's house, our thinking would be that we didn't want the meat to get all yucky and shit while driving back up to zack's house.
i had picked up from my house a clear red watergun that i had gotten from christina. i was shooting street signs with it on the way up from rancho cordova. this will be key in this story, so remember, clear red.
we get into the safeway shopping center. at the first speed bump, a mom and her kids are trying to cross the street, so being the gentlemen i was, i motioned for them go to, i had my watergun in hand, and so i waved them through and it went off without a hitch. we pull into a parking space, slip inside safeway for sodas, meat, buns and chips and proceed to exit the store.
upon exitting the store, on our way to the car, me and shann exchange words on how this bbq for good ol rick james is going to be fucking badass. we put our supplies into the car and we ourselves get in as well. turning on the car, i was about to pull off when all of the sudden, a highway patrol cruiser blocks my way, lights on and a serious look on the officers face. out of the corner of my eye, i see a cycle unit coming into play, pulling out his weapon, what looked to be like .50 Desert Eagle, not very police issue looking either.
the cruiser instructs both me and shann to put our hands up. he then instructed me to turn off the car and toss my keys out the window, i do so. he then motions for my to unbuckle my seatbelt and slowly get out of the car with both hands in the air, i do so as well. shann thought these instructs were for us both, but unfortunately they werent and as shann tried to exit, the officer yelled at him to stay in the car. once outside, they instruct me to turn around and close the door with my foot. once done, they ask me to walk backwards, putting my hands on my head. lacing them behind my head, the cycle officer then instructs me to follow his voice. i do so until i am told to stop. then my hands are grabbed in a rather harsh manner while the officer puts his gun away. the officer then wrenches my arm behind my back, damn near breaking it off. while my other hand is on my head, he proceeds to cuff me, cuffing a portion of my hair, ripping out a good chunk of it without apologizing at any point. at this time, while i'm being cuffed, shann is cuffed as well as is instructed to simply stay there with them. after such things, both shann and myself are searched, both of our masculine parts are grabbed in a not so friendly fashion. after such things i am told, "we had reports of a gun being waved out of a car window, you're going to jail." after such said dialogue, i'm put into the back of the squad car, handcuffed and somewhat scared.
all the while i'm in the car, shann is being talked to by one of the officers and my car is searched. they searched the glovebox and under the seats, basically raising hell to find the gun ... the clear red watergun i had gotten from christina. the officer sees it's a toy and dumps the remaining water i had out of it. they both have dumb ass looks on their faces. they both keep talking to shann for a bit before finally opening the door to the cruiser i'm in. the first thing the officer says to me is "you smell like pot." i reply with "ok?". he then askes, "do you have any pot on your person? do you have any in the car?". i answer no to both due to the fact i don't smoke pot. he then allows me to get out of the car. they instruct us that they got a report of the gun being pointed at people and such. i assumed is was the mom and kids who i let pass earlier. regardless, they give us a speech on how we should thank the cycle officer for letting us go, because he'd have us in jail. after this long, pointless speech, he uncuffed both me and shann and asked for our IDs. we give them to him and he then sees shann lives around the area, and is told "you better watch out who you hang out with." implying that i am dangerous. after such things, they instruct us to get into the car and wait to be told to leave. ten minutes after, we are allowed to go.
shann's thoughts - that was awesome and fucking scary at the same time.
chris's thoughts - fuck fuck, fuck the police. fuck fuck, fuck the police.