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Originally Posted by CrusaderPi
I once was hiding from the cops on this guy's house in Calgary. Dude was so flustered by my being there he got me a ladder so I could get down easier.
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HAHAHA!!! Love it. One time I was in Oosoyoos with a couple of friends. It was around midnight and we had a backpack full of beer and an ounce of weed on us. We were walking down the beach when we spotted foot patrol cops approaching, so we threw the backpack on the roof of a utility shed (right there on the beach) along with the ziploc full of weed.
The cops jacked us, took our ID, accused us of being drunk and/or stoned and asked us where we hid our stash. We were standing right beside the shed and it was pretty difficult to hold in the laughter.
As they were walking away, my buddy snatched the bag of weed off the roof and started rolling a joint right behind their backs.
Oh, the days of being a young punk...