first time with the cops...

I was just wondering what your first experience with the cops was like....
Mine was last night and it went like this...

So my friends and I think its fun to spy on other good guy friends, so we drive around and follow. Last night we end up driving to my friends boyfriends house. We stop, and ring the door bell, and he didn't answer, then we go and spy on him for 15 mins in his basement. haha we caught him picking his nose. then he finialy notices us, and we book it to the car, where the driver of the car was not in the drivers seat. We were about to turn off the street, where we spot 2 cop cars waiting to turn in. knowing that we don't have the driver in the drivers seat, we pull into another house, and switch.

Then they followed us in the driverway, where we finially switched. The guy in the backseat had just got done smoking, so the car smelled really bad. Luckly, the cops didn't search the car, but just made sure we got home safely. The neibhor was the one to called the cops on us.

ya thats that happened

Hm. Well at least you weren't really doing anything bad. I've had plenty of run ins like this with cops, mainly when I was with my friends and we were smoking or drinking or playing ding dong ditch. But there was only one time that I got caught and could have gone to jail if it wasn't for my being a minor and all.

hey whats ding dong ditch ?????????

Ding dong ditch, is where you run up to a house, ring the doorbell, and then run away before they answer the door, to find no one. It gets funny when you continue to do it numerious times.

lol thats called knock and run in england lol its fun i like it

The very first time I got drunk was when i was 13...me and soe friends scored some Cider from a bunch of older guys and went staggering around penicuik.

Mid afternoon and we come upon a local charity marathon running through town...so we, full of glee...join in, drunk and happy as you like....and rather boisterous....we got to the halfway mark to be met by a line of police..who were stopping traffic...they tagged us straight away and we had to run very fast...[in fact we could have won the marathon had we kept up our new pace]...and eventually we escaped...puked...and did not drink again..for...oh...maybe a week or so.

nice.