My mate got busted for 1 leaf!
Haha, gotta love my University. When he was moving out, the cleaner saw an empty baggie and a regular size pack of Rizla. Anyway, she told the Uni, they searched the room with the Cops after a spate of busts and they found...dun dun dun...
1 leaf.
Police statement proof as it's so ridiculous:
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1 leaf.
Police statement proof as it's so ridiculous:
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LOL, what kind of fucked up country do you live in that prosecutes people for having seeds?
Well, I make bail, and then my preliminary hearing comes up, and the judge asks how much dope is involved. The court officer says the amount... 2.4 grams... and the judge just stares at the guy for several seconds without saying anything, and with his face getting redder and redder, and his eyes getting wider and wider. Then all of a sudden the judge loses his temper completely and demands the arresting narc approach the bench. The fat narc (280 lbs, leather vest, cowboy boots, pony-tail, bushy beard, biker's T-shirt) pops up off the bench from the back of the courtroom and makes his way warily to the front, eying the judge the whole way. As soon as he's at the front the judge says, "Are you the arresting officer?" The narc says, "Yeah." The judge says, "Do you mean to tell me you brought this case to MY court for two grams of hash!! Do you really mean to tell me you wasted thousands of the taxpayer's dollars and the court's valuable time bringing me a supposed case of trafficking on TWO GRAMS OF HASH!" Then he didn't even wait for the narc to answer (as the narc began to sputter all about how bad of a guy I really was), demanded to know his name, and then told him to get the hell out of his courtroom until he learned how to do his job properly instead of taking the lazy man's way out.
Little did the judge realize the narc who busted me was Bruce Munroe, one of the Captains of the Ottawa Drug Squad. Then it was Bruce's turn to have his face turn red as a beat as he hastily made his way without another word out of the courtroom. Then the judge turned to me in the front row, smiled widely, and told me I was free to go, that the case was being dismissed. I smiled back and left hastily.
Outside the courtroom who else was standing out there huffing and puffing but Bruce Monroe, and he storms up to me right in my face (an inch away) and tells me he can always plant a whole bag of cocaine on me anytime he pleases, and says I better watch my back out there if I'm smart, then he plods off with his chin held high.
Probably Oklahoma or some shit.
How much do you think you'd pay for a goddamn leaf. Fucking Gabacho Pigs
Needless to say, what a fucking waste of police resources.
Cos my mate grew a couple and also had a laminator. Worked pretty well.
You are who I think you are
Don't think you showed me though. That was an epic weekend. The Subway vouchers made the morning one of the most memorable breakfasts.
Lol I forgot about them, that was awesome. The hill was too big though :mad:
My halls were unbelievably lax though, that shit never would have gone down in the favella.
That was a beasty hill, and lol at the "Favella". Never though of that, but pretty true
It was damn scummy.
That was dodgy, when I went back in May the whole building was surrounded by scaffolding, apparently one of the flats burnt down :facepalm:
That was a bad, bad, hilarious place to live.
Need to do it again sometime. Plus Tordek. He's up for it
"No law above the 5th floor!"