Interesting situations you've been in with the cops

[Iced Tea]

Thought this might be an interesting subject.

Last June, on my birthday, the cops pulled me and my 3 pinhead co workers off a downtown building's roof. We were at various levels of drunkedness and some of us were smoking marajauna. I was fairly sober so the whole experience had me shaking like a leaf.

But this was not my scariest situation. I was pulled over for speeding a few years ago and the cop was going off on me like I was a mass murderer. I nearly peed myself.

But the most interesting is when there was an escaped convict tracked to a point less than a kilometre behind my house. Turns out he was a violent criminal. I had been out on the back forty earlier and after seeing some many cop cars lined up in our driveway and then watching the cops and police dog pull this guy out of the bush, I didn't sleep for weeks.

Anyone else have intersting stories?

[MadDevil]

That reminds me of my senior year of high school, I was over at one of my friends houses, and we knew there was a rather large, loud party down the street. Anyway, I guess somebody had told the cops that they knew there was all kinds of underage drinking, smoking, and other illegal activities going on at the party (what a shock :D ), so the cops decided to bust the party. My friends and I saw the cars pull up a few houses down, and figured that something was going to happen.

So, the cops go in, and about 6 or 7 kids come flying out from the backyard, and run straight for us. A couple of cops must've figured they'd run for it, because they were waiting for them. They ended up tackling one of the kids right in the our front yard, and arrested him. I think 7 or 8 kids eventually got arrested during the bust. :laughing:

[slapshot™]

I was in the backseat of my car with a girlfriend getting it on (steamed windows, etc.) when we heard a loud *BANG BANG BANG* on the window. Yeah, it was a cop "tapping" on the window with his big-ass flashlight. Talk about ruining a good time. :curse:

Last summer we had the K-9 unit and several officers running though our back lane and jumping over fences. Air-1 was buzzing overhead. I caught hell from my sweetie for going outside in the backyard to check it out. Apparently I was supposed to peek from behind drawn drapes as the neighbours did.

[Amoroq]

I was still in highschool. We decided to hop on a streetcar with a new friend who knew someone who had weed. Its true, a friend with weed is a friend indeed. Anyway. I should have realised something was up because this dude with really long hair carrying a really big duffle bag got on, and all of a sudden our new friend was acting like james bond. "ok, just follow me off at the the next stop." So we do. We follow our little buddy, who is following this dude with the long hair and the duffle bag down an alley. All of a sudden out of nowhere 2 un marked cop cars drive by us and skid to a stop in front of dude with the long hair and duffle bag and throw him over the hood of the car and arrest him. They open the bag and in was a lot of weed! I mean the most weed I've seen in one place at one time. We stop and stand and gawk and the cops tell us to mind our business!! We did not waste anytime getting the hell out of that alley!! :eek:

[butterfly_style]

I grew up in Gatineau, Que(a town on the other side of the river from Ottawa).
There was this abandoned school down the street from my house.
As teenagers we used go there and have a couple of beers and a reefer or two.
One time, I guess the partying got a little noisy and the neighbours called the cops.

We were all pretty scared as the officers took our name and threatened to call our parents.

It was not until a few years later that I realized the significance of that event.
The cop who questioned me was none other than Pat Burns.(Gatineau cop turned NHL coach).

[Rusty]

I have been sworn to secerecy!

:D

[bluemeanie]

I have way too many stories to add to this one. I guess the funniest one would have to be back in high school at a house party. It?s hard to trace the steps exactly as they happened but it went something like this?

A buddy was house sitting for a really nice couple that had a really nice 5000 sq ft house on a really nice street, About at the time that the couples plane was taking off, the flyers were going up?everywhere. There was never an official count, but some say that they came from as far as Utah? anyhow, the party was busted THREE times. But new partiers kept coming. I managed to avoid being busted the first two times because I somehow ended up in a hot tub about four houses down the block. Apparently these neighbors were gone too? a few of my buddies finally found me and decided to ruin my fun by joining me (I was with a girl that I just met), eventually the party started to move to this neighbors yard? after all, these neighbors had a pool. Within an hour and a half every piece of lawn furniture and a propane tank were in the pool, one drunk chick poured a whole bottle of red wine in to the hot top with us in there, and another buddy had found his way on top of the roof?he was about to try and jump into the pool when he yelled COPS!!! Everyone scattered into the bushes like a bunch of cockroaches when the lights go on. I had little time to think, I jumped out of the hot tub, looked at the ground where my clothes were sitting beside my beer? I grabbed my beer. Then I bolted around the house and up the street for about a block and into a park where earlier four buddies and me drove this girl?s car up the hill and left it by the swing sets. I ran straight for the car looking behind me to see if the cops were in pursuit? nope, just the girl that was in the hot tub with me? also in her underwear. I kept running. I got to the car and my buddies Pete and Jeff were in it hothousing. I jumped in the backseat. ?Lets go!? I said. I could barely see them through the smoke. ?Dude, where?s your pants?? The girl knocked on the door, I let her in. Reefer boy says, ?All Right Dude! You come baring gifts!? I said that the cops were coming and we had to jet. While he was fumbling looking for the keys, we saw the cherries? then we heard the cops yelling to get out?then the girl started crying?
Pete rolls down the window and throws a bag of weed out? right at the feet of a cop. ?I found the Keys!? yelled Jeff. The cops actually had their guns out because the girl reported the car stolen about three hours earlier. We got out of the car holding our hands up in the air?smoke billowing out of each door, three guys and one crying, half naked girl that was red all over from the wine in the hot tub.

It took some time to sort things out? I sat in the back of a cruiser?again, for an hour. Eventually the cruiser that Pete and Jeff were in drove off?with them. The girl and I were let go. We didn?t say much to each other on the way back to find our clothes? the sun was coming up. You can probably tell that I?ve told this one a few times. =]

[a4l]

Living near a federal institution I have a few stories about pursuit. My favourite one was when an escapee ran through our neighbourhood and into the swamp. He had one option and that was to go down the middle of the creek to a major highway. What he didn't take into account was that once the back-up police arrived at the major highway, he, the escapee, was basically surrounded. The other thing he didn't take into account were the mosquitoes. It was hillarious watching this guy trying to wade through a swampy creek while getting eaten alive by mosquitoes. After his ordeal was over I think he was glad to be back in the big house.