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JonDuke · 03-07-2017, 10:22 PM

I didn't do a great job at choosing who I hung out with as a late-teenager.

One day, a friend and I picked up a mutual acquaintance. He was one of those guys who spent more time inside jail than he did outside. Very well known for being trouble. Let's call him Dave, for fun.

Almost as soon as we left his place, we noticed an undercover cop tailing us. I was driving and Dave told me to pull into the drive-through of a nearby McDonalds. We did, and the ghost car followed behind us. Maybe he was just hungry, we hoped. Before we could even order, another unmarked car pulled into the McD's parking lot. Dave got increasingly paranoid. You did NOT want to be around Dave when he was paranoid or angry. He did not know how to control himself, hence the time spent in jail. The most psychotic person I've ever met in person.

We placed an order and proceeded to the first window. There, I was met with a gun to my head by a police officer standing inside the store. He only said a few words: "Don't move, and do exactly what you're told."

After that, I heard megaphoned commands ordering me to::
"Driver, put your left hand outside of the car"
"Driver, use your right hand to turn off the vehicle and drop the keys outside"
"Leave both hands outside. Use your right hand to open the door from the outside"
"step out of the vehicle"
"TURN AROUND! DO NOT LOOK AT ME!"
Then the K9s starting barking like crazy.
"Walk backward toward my voice... drop to your knees... hands higher...HIGHER... lay down flat on your stomach with your arms spread out.
It was the middle of an east coast winter storm, and I was laying in a cold slushy mess while the person on the megaphone turned his focus to the 2 occupants of my car. Same drill for them, as they were ordered out of the car. Between the dog barking right beside me and the cold, wet mess I was laying in, it felt like forever for the other 2 to get out of my car.

I had a knee dropped onto my back, was frisked, then propped up on my feet. When the officer turned me around, there were more police cars than I had ever seen in my life at once. I can't say for sure that every one did, but the high majority of officers had their guns drawn. This was in a small, Red Deer sized town, and there were probably 16 cars, 2 K9 units, the paddy wagon and a few Sgt. trucks. I didn't know there were that many police cars in total in our city.

We went to holding cells. Turns out Dave had a loaded glock in his backpack. The police were prepping to raid his house just as we picked him up. Although psychotic, Dave was always lived by a solid street code. He admitted the gun was his instead of letting me or the other friend take the fall, and we were both released within a few hours. Dave was on probation at the time and went back to his home away from home for a year or two.

The small blurb on the front page of the newspaper the next day starting off with "In a scene straight out of a Hollywood movie, police converged on a vehicle..."

I have quite a few Dave stories.

03-07-2017, 10:22 PM	#93
JonDuke Franchise Player Join Date: Dec 2010 Location: Calgary Exp:	I didn't do a great job at choosing who I hung out with as a late-teenager. One day, a friend and I picked up a mutual acquaintance. He was one of those guys who spent more time inside jail than he did outside. Very well known for being trouble. Let's call him Dave, for fun. Almost as soon as we left his place, we noticed an undercover cop tailing us. I was driving and Dave told me to pull into the drive-through of a nearby McDonalds. We did, and the ghost car followed behind us. Maybe he was just hungry, we hoped. Before we could even order, another unmarked car pulled into the McD's parking lot. Dave got increasingly paranoid. You did NOT want to be around Dave when he was paranoid or angry. He did not know how to control himself, hence the time spent in jail. The most psychotic person I've ever met in person. We placed an order and proceeded to the first window. There, I was met with a gun to my head by a police officer standing inside the store. He only said a few words: "Don't move, and do exactly what you're told." After that, I heard megaphoned commands ordering me to:: "Driver, put your left hand outside of the car" "Driver, use your right hand to turn off the vehicle and drop the keys outside" "Leave both hands outside. Use your right hand to open the door from the outside" "step out of the vehicle" "TURN AROUND! DO NOT LOOK AT ME!" Then the K9s starting barking like crazy. "Walk backward toward my voice... drop to your knees... hands higher...HIGHER... lay down flat on your stomach with your arms spread out. It was the middle of an east coast winter storm, and I was laying in a cold slushy mess while the person on the megaphone turned his focus to the 2 occupants of my car. Same drill for them, as they were ordered out of the car. Between the dog barking right beside me and the cold, wet mess I was laying in, it felt like forever for the other 2 to get out of my car. I had a knee dropped onto my back, was frisked, then propped up on my feet. When the officer turned me around, there were more police cars than I had ever seen in my life at once. I can't say for sure that every one did, but the high majority of officers had their guns drawn. This was in a small, Red Deer sized town, and there were probably 16 cars, 2 K9 units, the paddy wagon and a few Sgt. trucks. I didn't know there were that many police cars in total in our city. We went to holding cells. Turns out Dave had a loaded glock in his backpack. The police were prepping to raid his house just as we picked him up. Although psychotic, Dave was always lived by a solid street code. He admitted the gun was his instead of letting me or the other friend take the fall, and we were both released within a few hours. Dave was on probation at the time and went back to his home away from home for a year or two. The small blurb on the front page of the newspaper the next day starting off with "In a scene straight out of a Hollywood movie, police converged on a vehicle..." I have quite a few Dave stories.