[Cal4D4]

Alot of attention lately to cops who have gone that extra mile to assert their authority. I am deeply worried about militarization and the "no knock warrant" side of things myself. All in all, my own experiences with LE are about sum zero; minor badge heavy treatment vs. amazing grace shown. Raising 3 boys shifts the balance a bit. Realizing most encounters are more transparent than we think, what have you "gotten away with"? My best that can be related was running a late red light in front of a motor officer at an intersection in Long Beach, CA. I was far from 100%, a college kid in the early '70s - you figure it out. One of my kids made serious errors in life style choices and was stopped with even worse people many times under unforgivable circumstances. His version of it now, years past the problems, is that LE let him slide because they probably couldn't believe that even he deserved the fate "the system" would bring him. I sometimes think more "grace" was shown in the past, but some of this stuff is fairly recent. Got any stories?

[DeltaElite]

I convinced em that I was sane enough to do the job... bwahahhahahhaha :neener:

[Lone_Gunman]

How wise is it to confess crimes on a public forum?

[Blackhawk]

Got any stories? Don't hold your breath waiting to hear them.... :D

[4v50 Gary]

I know one old photographer who went to college around Chicago. He ran a red and got pulled over by a cop. The cop looked into the car and saw all the text books and figured he was a college boy. "Coming from school, son?" "Yes officer, I'm sorry I ran the red, I was trying to get back to the dorm to study." "Well son," said the officer asking for a bribe, "what have you got?" The photographer-student opened his wallet and showed him a twenty. "That'll do," says the cop. The photographer-student lowers the wallet out of sight, pulls out a one dollar bill which he folds into a small packet and "shook" the officer's hand and thanked him for not writing him a citation. The officer quickly placed his hand in his pocket and advised him to drive safer. The photographer-student drove off and zig zagged away. He couldn't contain himself when he finally got home.:D

The photographer-student is in his 60s now so it must have happened well over 40 years ago. That crook (the, ahem, cop and I use the term loosely here) got his just medicine.

[Aikibiker]

I find good manners and an understanding that the officer has a very tough job that is largely unappreciated goes a long way.

Also the less attitude the better.

[2nd Amendment]

Which time?

Things were a lot different around here 20 years ago and while we pulled some stunts we also occasionally found ourselves goaded on by certain of the old timers on the force. So it's hard to say what we got over on them and what they simply had a good laugh over.

There was one time though...Nah, nobody would believe it. Picture the worst episode of Dukes of Hazzard you can come up with. Was a red and white 442, instead of a Charger...and we only totalled one patrol car. :evil:

[Cal4D4]

For Lone_Gunman or active duty LEO, friend of a friend stories are just fine;) .
For Delta Elite, fine job.
For the rest, I didn't realize we had quite so many saints on this board. I am quite honored to be allowed in your company.:p

[labgrade]

"Put one over on the cops!?

Nope. Never, was the intent.

Just going about my bizness, thank you very much.

We got speed limits that say 30 MPH & they're absolutley stupid. The roads & my vehicle are easily cabable of twice that.

Same with some traffic signals that makes a sane person sit at a left turn signal (when there's no traffic) for 2+ minutes & then wait another minute till "it" decides I can drive through an intersection that has maybe 5 cars/minute ..... & no traffic anyway - regardless.

Just have to ask. Which is the smartest thing here? That damnable light (programmed by some ^*^$&%$* yahoo) or any thinking person who can "stop, look 'n see?"

I might get a $50 ticket because I "blew through" this stupid light (after stopping & making quite sure there's not another car whithin a mile of me .... ). BTW, this is the only light we have withing 10 miles - not like we're in an urban environment .....

Too, we got a Fed-funded, at $200,000/year (yes, I confirmed it) "rangers" making sure we don't blow up a dam while salmon snagging. :rolleyes: & another whole story ....

More nonsense - just to make sure we don't kill each other - as if.

I cannot begin to tell y'all what the level of legal-crap we have here in God's Country where nothing ever happens. But, still, we got all these laws & we got all these cops to make sure it stays that way.

We have feds, we have state, we have county, we have county park, we have "city" (although I'm 5 miles outside of any) ... & there's some "special undercover detective-types" that prowl around) ... for my safety. & in the warmer months, we have the water-nazis that drive the lake in their boats ..... even gave my neighbor's kids (10 & 13 yrs old) a ticket for being "more than 10 feet" out in the water .....

In the last 2 years, we have had a double (+ good ;) ) increase of cops to make certain that our level of peaceful existance stayed that way.

Hey cops! Psssstt!

We aren't killing each other & we don't need you in our life to make sure of it.

Go away!

Putting something over on the cops?

Gotta be kidding. These folks are blithering idiots & haven't a clue. Barney'd be their mentor.

But we still got the law that they'll "enforce." - as if.

Even driving into Denver for the hospital visits daily, I get to see violations of every aspect of human decency - & this just from my truck window.

Putting something over on the cops?

What a joke.

Pi$$ed? not me. Call me outraged.

[DeltaElite]

Yanno, after doing traffic control at a five car accident for an hour today, I am putting my money on the traffic control device as being smarter than the humans driving. ;)

Some of you greatly over rate the abilities and intelligence of the typical homo sapien, while you and I may be able to make intelligent decisions related to driving, the vast majority of drivers can't.
They do help to keep me gainfully employed by crashing into each other at alarming proportions. :neener:

[labgrade]

DE,

Really betcha you & I'd be buds.

Here's wishin'.

Thing is - out here, we don't even need no stinkin' traffic lights - there's not enough traffic.

Some yahoo in the Trans-dept decided that, programmed the damnable thing that way so us law-abiders sit & look at the stupid thing while wishing we had the balls to just shoot it away with a 12 gauge.

Give it time. ;)

I wish you would. PM, drop a # & we'll actually have a talk.

[Monkeyleg]

Boy, it seems like I'm one of the few here on THR (and previously on TFL) who wasn't an absolute choir boy.

I got some over on the cops, and some cops really did me over. Not proud of it at all these days, but it happened.

Got pulled over for a busted tail light. Spent about half an hour in the sheriff's squad while he ran the plates. I was tripping out of my mind, but noticed the hot rod magazine on this dash, so we struck up a long conversation about Mopars, four barrels, positraction, and the virtues of the 427 Hemi vs. the Pontiac 389.

An acquaintance of mine was dealing LSD. On a road trip with a carful of us, I got pulled over for looking like the punk I was. Cop asked me lots of questions, and I answered right. Only after we left the small town did my acquaintance tell me he had 500 hits of acid stuffed in his shorts.

Same acquaintance finally got busted. The local cops asked me to come in, voluntarily. I did, and they had me there for a couple of hours, asking me about contacts, etc. I lied my skinny butt off, giving them phoney names, addresses, you name it. When Judgement time arrived, a fed agent came into the room to find out what I'd said. He asked the detective who'd been questioning me if I'd been read my rights. When the detective replied in the negative, I heard more curse words than I'd ever heard two adults exchange. I went home. The detective went back to checking the doors on businesses after hours.

In senior year, I spent more time outside of school chasing skirts than in school studying. (BTW, I still made the honor roll). The vice principal got tired of my truancy, and had the cops come to my house when I was "sick." They came in the front and back doors without knocking, forced me to partially disrobe, and took me to the juvenile detention center. No search warrants. The guys at the juvenile facility thought truancy was the least of their problems, so they directed the cops to a county shrink. The shrink somehow managed to get the cops and the vice principal to adopt a hands-off policy with regard to me. On graduation night I got my payback on the vice principal by calling pizzas and taxis to his home every half-hour until about 4 am.

One night, a buddy and I were sharing a joint while sitting in my car, parked on the right side of the street. I looked over, only to see two cops in a squad southbound from us, stopped and watching every "toke." They made a u-turn, and we played a game of hide-and-seek all over the east side of the city.

A few years later, I had some association with wise-guy types. Having blue eyes, I never went too far.

In hindsight, all this sounds like "American Graffitti" with some drugs tossed into the mix.

[Greg L]

(sigh)

Ya know Dick,

There are many days that I wish we could go back to those good old days. Back when you really didn't give a #@%@* and a youthful minor infraction wouldn't take away all your rights for the rest of your life.

Progress.:rolleyes: For the chillen' don' cha know.

Greg

[pax]

Hmmm, only brush I ever had with John Law was a traffic ticket I didn't get.

Picture this: 17 year old Pax driving her mommy's Mercedes, blowing down the slope going past Lake Shasta on I-5 at about 90 miles per. This in the days when 55 was the law of the land.

Blew past a CHP and hit the brakes. Flashing lights, pulled over. Cop, a skinny old guy, comes up to the window.

"You know how fast you were going?"

"Ummmmm, errrrr, no." Sheepish look.

"I clocked you at 85 and slowing when you went past me," cop spits out. "You were over that before I saw you. What's the hurry?"

"Ummmmmm, errrrr, downhill?" I assay weakly.

"Yeah. Downhill. Right." He glanced at my license. "You headed back to San Jose?"

"Um, yeah."

Clearly disgusted, cop takes license and stalks back to his patrol car. I sit there and envision the various kinds of tortures my folks would inflict on me if I came home with a 90-miles-an-hour ticket.

Cop comes back to the window, still plainly disgusted with me.

"I'm not going to give you a ticket."

I can't find my voice at first, but finally stammer, "Y-y-y-y-you're not?"

"Nope. Instead, I just got on the radio and told all my buddies about you, your license number and description of the car. They're going to keep an eye on you all the way down. If you go even 1/4 mile an hour over the limit, we'll throw the book at you."

Reprieve! Suuuuuuure he was going to call his buddies. Right. I pulled away happily and glanced in my mirror to see him pull out right behind me.

A few miles later, he peeled off and another one got on my tail.

For about 300 miles -- until I took the I-80 turnoff, anyway -- there was a CHP vehicle always in sight of my rear bumper.

That empty stretch of highway is a long, slow trip at 54 miles an hour...

pax

Human beings, who are almost unique in having the ability to learn from the experience of others, are also remarkable for their apparent disinclination to do so. -- Douglas Adams

[Monkeyleg]

Pax, I do believe you're due some kind of "out of jail free" card just for being so law-abiding. If doing 90 in a 55 is it, Mother Theresa look out! I still try to psych out some rice-burner with my HD by getting up to 85mph on a city street.

My buddies and I certainly would have gotten into more trouble way back if we hadn't known two things: undercover cops back then had a mustasche and wore white socks (nobody listened to Serpico, I guess); also, the unmarked squads had plates numbered "Y 11." Why? Because the PD ordered their plates at the end of the year, and "Y-11" and any additional numbers automatically meant it was a cop car.

[Monkeyleg]

Oh, and the reason I got pulled over so often? On my Really Hot 1960 Oldsmobile F88 I installed headrests on the front seats. On the back of one I painted "****." On the back of the other I painted "You."

I don't know why I did all that, and I don't know why I'm up so late typing all this. Maybe this is the internet equivalent of some hand-holding get-in-touch-with-yourself session.

In what seems now like a blink of an eye, I went from being a super-nerd to being a punk. (Or maybe that's just two sides of the same coin). When some guy slipped into the parking spot I was trying to back into, I got up on the hood of his car and started bashing his windshield with my boots. Somebody else did that to me awhile later, but I waited until he was gone, then let the air out of all four tires.

When some old biddy came up to the long-haired-me and my girlfriend, and asked "which one of you is the boy, and which is the girl?" I unzipped my pants and suggested she check for herself.

Did you know that the fix-a-flat tire repair cans, when applied to squad car tires at normal temps, will cause blowouts when the tires get heated up?

As I've said on this thread and other self-revealing threads, I don't know why I did what I did. What's more amazing is that I had access to guns, but never thought of using them.

[Jim March]

Heh. Well it seems a lot of cops have flunked biology class. Because as long as you've got your ferret's bushy tail tucked in, they'll believe you when you tell 'em it's a rat :p.

'Course, the ferrets don't seem to like that much :neener:.

[longspurr]

OK - a long time ago my buddy and I were out looking for things to do [teenagers get bored easily] at 2-3 AM in a small town in Kansas. A possum crossed the road and we jumped out and ran it down. We put it in the trunk [alive] and then tried to decide what to do with it. We drove around town looking for the cars of a couple cheerleaders we didn't like, but they were out and about.
We drove past the cop shop and parked in front was 1 of the 2 police cars. After thinking about it we dug out the possum and eased up to the cop car. Opened the door and pitched the possum inside. [The 2 cops were in the station chatting] We waited awhile but nothing happened so we split.
The police chiefs son was in our high school class so on Monday he comes in with a story. It seems the cop comes out and started driving. At some point the possum comes out from under the front seat and hisses at him. Cop shoots possum right there on the floorboards of the passenger side of the car.

The statute of limitations being invoked, I don't know what laws we broke but I'm sure if the cops knew who did it, they would've have found something for payback.:neener:

Small town law is not what we see on Law & Order. If done today would this be called terrorism?? :evil:

[Don Gwinn]

New Leaf, I think I'll let the moderators in this forum decide that.


I never got one over on the cops. I'm not perfect, I just never got away with anything. ;)

When I was sixteen dad sent me out for something and I took Mom's 1985 Buick Riviera. That thing was a tank, and it rode like floating on a cloud. It was grossly underpowered with a 307 and FWD, but at the time it worked for me. I was cruising down a long, straight street on the edge of town about half an hour before sundown in the summer with no one around--a few houses on one side, empty cornfields on the other--when I saw a flash of light at the corner I had to turn at, about half a mile further West. I slowed down immediately, but sure enough, it was a police car. I pulled over for him, shut off the car and the radio, rolled down the window and sat very quietly. Up walked Officer Burns--the largest peace officer in town. He filled the whole window when he leaned down.

"Is there some kind of emergency I should know about, kiddo? Some vital reason you needed to be going that fast?" (61 in a 30)

That was my cue to look at my sister in the passenger seat. . . . . with two hot pizzas on her lap.
"Uhhhmm. . . . no sir, not so much, not really, no."

Actually, I did come out well on that one. I went home, told dad about the ticket, and the phone rang. Ofc. Burns was calling, and he decided to recommend court supervision because I'd been honest. Which was quite good, 'cause otherwise I could have lost my license until I turned 18.

[Cal4D4]

new leaf...

This thread certainly didn't go the direction I thought; but maybe people examined their youth and day to day with police over the years a bit. It certainly isn't a one way street now is it?

[dev_null]

The words "Fifth Amendment" ring a bell? :D

-0-

[bogie]

Well, personally, I've lived a fairly boring life...

I knew a guy when I was in college who drove a Saab that still had the european plates on it - He'd never bothered to get US plates.

He got pulled over once, and when the cop walked up, handed over his international drivers license, and started speaking some sorta pidgin swedish stuff, and kept it up until the cop gave up.

Priceless.

[Monkeyleg]

Longspurr: :D :D :D

(Hmmm....maybe I really haven't grown up ;) ).

[biere]

I think I gave this advice on tfl, but I will be happy to repeat it since I love this thread. :D

If a young punk, do not run a loud exhaust in a town known nationally for mean cops.

If pulled over and told you have no mufflers, do not point out the big red things in the exhaust that would be turbo mufflers, in a silly manner.

If the cop talks about his mustang 5.0 with some aftermarket stuff and says how quiet a fast car can be, do not mention you are headed down to the local 1/4 mile drag strip and would be willing to run heads up when he gets off work.

And if you mention running street tires and even start, oh my you should not be sitting in a land barge like a 76 pontiac catalina. Talk about the guy getting huffy.

When he talks about his 5.0 do not point out his small 300 cubes and your bored 455 that is now a 462 or so cube engine.

When he gets really huffy and starts checking every light and tire tread you really should not mention his low beam headlight on the right side being out on the cruiser.

Ever after any loud car got a cop after it if it left my road. I lived on a dead end and they could not see what pulled out. But they could hear it from a favorite place they liked to sit and I have been chased in anything from a stock 92 z28 to my boat with a 455. Oh, the bad part is when you pull over you do so down a road that gives him a safe distance to pull in behind you, except he goes by floored and misses the fact you pulled over.

And later when he pulls you over for the fun of it, do not do the following. No matter how he talks about his cruiser being able to run stuff down and his mustang having such a high top end, do not do this. Well, unless he asks what your top end is in this fast land barge. He was expecting something in the high 3s or so I guess. But don't tell him you do 94 in the quarter using 2nd gear and have never needed third except for gas mileage. I figured it was good for 140+ with the aerodynamics and engine available.
This is street tires and not hooking up for those wondering about the 1/4 mile time.

I never try to be malicious, but I grew up knowing to avoid the kangaroo court we had locally. The police are so proud of the income they bring in with tickets because that means they get new cars all the time without costing tax payers more land taxes. But those tax payers paid their ticket taxes.

I am not real proud of this and I certainly do not recomend it. But when someone pushes I have this reaction.

To all the good cops, thank you. To all the nuts and maybe one who still thinks his pinstriped 5.0 is hot, I still have a 76 land barge with a 455 in it.

[Zander]

This thread is an embarassment. Perhaps to the humor-impaired.

This is not the high road.That'd be a personal opinion; nevertheless, it is humorous...and we all know that the best humor is based on real-life experiences.

It's regrettable if you can't appreciate that fact. <shrug>

[JohnBT]

(All my speeding tickets have been for 6 or 7 over in broad daylight while wearing a tie. Don't have any good stories about all those late nights on the motorcycle and such. Go figure. Knock on wood.)

This one is no big deal, but I'll tell it anyway.

Way back when I was attending Virginia Polytechnic Institute (before they decided V.P.I. should be VA TECH), my buddy bought a red TR-3 in Christiansburg one day for $500. Everyday after school or work we'd meet and drive it the 17 miles to the mostly girls school in Radford. Of course, he had to switch the plates from his Simca to the Triumph before we could go.

So, one sunny day we're cruising the two-lane rural road to Radford and run into a driver's license check roadblock. County guys IIRC. We're 5 or 10 cars back and patiently wait our turn. He shows his license and off we go in the red TR-3 with the top down.

As soon as we got over the next hill I asked him, "You didn't put the plates on the car, did you?" Nope. Thought he was going to put it in the ditch he was laughing so hard and blowing beer out of his nose.

The following has nothing to do with anything...just another cute story:

(Another guy lost control of his XKE and totaled it by rolling it twice. Said he was dodging a dog on the same road. Yeah, sure. They wrote him a ticket for reckless driving and told him to go to the Justice of the Peace in Christiansburg to pay it. I drove him over there and it turned out that the JP owned the dry cleaners. So...he wrecked his XKE and got taken to the cleaners.)

Graduate? That was easy. It's a wonder we lived. But I'm not telling those stories.

John

[Monkeyleg]

Your classmate totalled an XKE?!!!!

I've come here to confessional, and admitted to a number of sins which I hope can be forgiven.

But totalling an E-Type? Your friend is Purgatory-bound, I'm afraid. :evil:

[Cal4D4]

The miracle woulda been keeping and XKE running often enough to get into trouble.

[Edward429451]

Well I got one old enough to tell. Back when teenager me and my bros get pulled over in his catalina (complete with rusted out floorboards). Very quickly we stuffed the beers and joints through the floorboards onto the ground. Of course they searched the car and found nothing. They let us go with a warning to slow down. We promptly circled the block to pick up our stash and went on our merry way.

Ever since then I've been a regular joe lawful, really. Somebody revive this thread in another 5 years and I'll 'make up some more stories'...Nothing big.

[Edward429451]

All right, one more thats rather beneign. This may bring back memories for an ex-CPD officer in Columbus, who may be here?

Summer of 1979, OSU campus, near 11th & High. Me and my friend were walking (stumbling)..

Two copchicks approach...
"Hey, you two, come here.."
"You both look intoxicated, got anything on you?" (Yes)
"No mamm, had a couple beers...mmm whats that perfume? Mind if I smell it?" (as I lean in)
"No you can not, lets see some ID" (as she backpedals a bit)
"Lets have your phone number"
"WHAT?, WHY?"
"Its just that you're so beautiful, maybe we can go out sometime"
"Now look, if you guys dont get outta here real fast, I promise you are going to jail"
"Think we could still go out sometime?"
"GOOD-BYE.."
We walk away...
Friend.."Damm Eddie, you almost got us arrested back there, are you insane?"
"Maybe, but she might've went out with me and we DO still have our dime bag..."
(Insane laughter heard for a long time)...

Ahh, the good ol' days. Wild oats make ya brave.

:neener:

[Dan Shapiro]

You're all lucky. My dad is a cop. I lived in fear of him for the first 18 years of my life. :scrutiny: When I was 16 I had a very distinctive paint job on my VW Bug (http://www4.tpgi.com.au/users/kstrong/572tone.jpg). He took a Polaroid of my car and showed it at briefing. He offered any officer lunch of their choice if they caught me doing anything remotely illegal or fun for that matter.

One day I come home after work and he says, "What we you doing downtown." "Eh...er...er....how'd you know where I've been," I said. He said, "I've got eyes all over this city." That's when I learned I had to hang out in neighboring cities. :D

Of course there was the time I got stopped for doing 55 in 45 zone. No biggie, I just get a warning. Well, I get home and my dad says, "So, I hear you meet Officer so-and-so." It went downhill from there. Oh, and having a dad that knows what is street-legal also sucks.

[Cal4D4]

new leaf....

Glad to see you're coming out of your shell. Good bunch of people posting here and who knows how many lurkers. Common to all of your postings seems to be very negative comment. Instead of just "sniping from the trenches" why don't you put something positive out. What are you about except down on this and that? A troll is droll. Give something people can enjoy. These forums are very transient and an opportunity may just pass by for you to contribute something.

[DeltaElite]

Cops are so easy to make fun of. At least the ones I work with are. :neener:
So is our wonderful Govt. ;)

In the immortal words of Sgt Hulka in Stripes, "Lighten up Francis". :neener:

[Cal4D4]

new leaf...

My original vector was along the lines of the "amazing grace" that was casually shown to me and mine by cops unknown that prevented a basically good kid from falling into "the system". Their instincts paid off and things are looking real good. Coulda gone quite bad if the letter of the law was followed. In the past I feel cops were given a chance to show more discretion. People responded differently than I thought and it became more of a confessional. Still showed a human side to the "them and us " involved. As far as the title, Theebadone started off one on "cops on the take" to praise the oath they take and the grief he saw his comrades going thru. As I said, put something of your own out there and see how it goes. If nothing else it is one heck of an education on the difficulties of communicating a concept. If you are law enforcement, it may give you a deeper insight into the many facets of human response, and I hope a basis to deal with the public in a way that leaves you feeling better at the end of your shift.

Or, tell me to scr#w off, but I think you can do better. It's just a forum, use it.:cool:

[jmbg29]

In the immortal words of Sgt Hulka in Stripes, "Lighten up Francis". ROTFLMAO :D :D

[DeltaElite]

Oh Francis.... :p

[schild]

Cal4D4- Your right about the XK-E, it was nearly a full time job keeping my '66 roadster running, British eng. at its best.

[pax]

New Leaf,

I am indeed anti-government in most senses of the word.

The moral of my story was that there are indeed Fates Worse Than the strict letter of the law. One of the reasons that excessive speeding didn't become a habit with me was because of the skinny, grumpy old guy who pulled me over that day.

Looking back, I'm pretty certain that he figured the Spoiled Rich Brat in her mommy's car wouldn't be taught much of a lesson by a simple speeding ticket (he was wrong, btw; my folks would've fricasseed me or worse).

So he got a little creative and did something outside the box.

Besides a funny story, I got a lesson: it is possible to drive that whole stretch at the legal speed limit. It didn't kill me even though I thought it would.

Monkeyleg, I'm no Mother Theresa (for one thing, she was celibate and I've got five kids...;) ), but I did learn early on that I don't have to pee on the electric fence for myself.

Dan Shapiro, one of my best friends in high school had a dad who was a cop. He was the only one of my circle who never got his house toilet papered. Poor kid.

pax

Why talk about the good old days? We weren't good, we weren't old, and it was the nights we were thinking of anyway.

[Monkeyleg]

newleaf: "Just a clique of smug, self absorbed snobs."

Funny, I've never thought that laying out in front of the entire world your history of screw-ups, mistakes, and full-blown disastrous behavior could somehow be construed as snobbery.

I'd always thought that snobs hid their indiscretions, and paraded their superiority instead.

There's no pride for me in what I did years back, although some things still bring a chuckle. I now have the task of trying to un-punk (can that be considered a verb?) my Godson before he goes down the same path. He's not a blood relative, so I guess punkness isn't necessarily genetic.

There's always been in America an anti-authoritarian undercurrent that celebrates the mavericks and gangsters. Even "American Graffitti" had a few scenes of kids getting the best of the cops.

Or would you rather our new minister of cinema be Leni Riefenstahl?

[Jim March]

New Leaf: some of the various "prohibitions" put forth are so unutterably stupid and immoral, it's catharsis to laugh at them and yes, at the cops that mindlessly enforce them.

The California ferret ban is easily the stupidest.

http://www.ferretnews.org/bustedlr.gif
(c) The Ferret Company - see also http://www.ferretnews.org/

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OK, here's a story that's funnier than most so far :).

In 1982, I was 16 and my brother was 12. We had a massive rainy winter that year year, and the valley we were living in flooded. Bigtime. There was one main street almost three miles long through the middle of the valley and it was running between 1 and 2 feet deep in the gutters, with each intersection turning into white-water rapids.

So we grab this stupid little yellow 8ft inflatable rowboat and haul it up to the top of the street, to re-enact "Deliverance" 'cept without the scary rednecks :D.

So we're havin' a good ol' time, splashing our way down main street at about 15mph, bouncing 5ft in the air at the surging flooded storm drains, when we hear a siren behind us. Yup. We got a cop on our tail, lights on, wanting us to "pull over".

So what do we do? Yup. We start paddling faster :p.

I glance over and the guy is just laughing his a$$ off, so hard he's having a rough time driving :D. He finally drove off and left us alone :neener:.

[Edward429451]

I think New Leaf just never got away with anything...:neener:

[Cal4D4]

Jim M... did you really pass a ferret off as a rat?

new leaf...I take that as the scr#w off option. Oh well, "Kumbaya" isn't for everyone. Anyway, I'm gonna go absorb myself. Family member wants computer time, dog wants a walk and gotta fill out apps for college admission for child #3. Put me in my place again some time when you get around to it. By the way, you never provided an appropriate act of contrition for the cop who blasted "just a dog". Had any ideas?

[DeltaElite]

Hold on a second...........
Ferrets are illegal in California? Am I missing some joke or are they really illegal?

[Sven]

new leaf said:



This thread is an embarassment.

This is not the high road.


This thread has been fun, but it really is getting tangential, and firearms have been mentioned... once?

Noise... signal... noise... noise...

[Edward429451]

Thats because 'putting one over on the cops' and it being related to firearms also is the stories that wouldnt be good to post on a public forum!

To relate my stories to firearms...the cops in both stories were wearing them...! (5 more years. Not for statute of limitations or anything, just personal comfort.);)

[DeltaElite]

Yanno, the antis that may be reading this are saying.
"Heh, the cops never caught me with my marijuana." ;)

[Chris Rhines]

The above comments are because I see a trend of anti-government, anti-authority smart asses who think making fun of cops is cool. And I hadn't even posted to this thread yet. What's up with that?

:D

Some people make it their purpose in life to go around and get offended by every little thing. Sheesh.

I've never really put one over on the cops. I was a big wussie back in high school, and too busy shooting through most of college. :)

- Chris

[Edward429451]

I dont think recounting minor victories where we got to walk away without charges or arrest is in any way disrespectful to LEO's. Its not fuel for the antis either, get real. It shows were human.

Its like gambling, if you never ever won and always lost your money, there'd be lots more casinos being burnt down. Cops get the upper hand prolly a full 90% of the time. Its the other 10% of the time that has kept down a more serious degradation of LEO/Citizen relationships. People get to walk away feeling like they won once in a while. What the heck is wrong with that?

And I was not 'waving my private parts around in front of LEO's twit. If I had been rude or lewd, I most certainly would have gone to jail. Besides, even single cops gotta date.:neener:

And Jim, you're right. Your canoe story takes the cake so far.:D

[Jim March]

DeltaElite: no joke, ferrets are illegal in California. The department of fish & game screwed up and declared them wild animals many years ago. It's a screwup from hell. That link I posted is to ground zero in the legalization fight.

THAT is how I first got involved in political activism.

There's actually a ferret legalization lobby at the capitol, active every year. We have to be clear that the "weasel lobby" is not, repeat NOT, associated with the Trial Lawyers Association. That's a different group :D.

Cal4D4: yes, if you have an albino ferret curled up asleep on your arm after a play session in the park, and you make sure his bushy tail is tucked in, you can convince San Francisco's "finest" that you possess a large rat. :p I know this from personal experience :D.

[DeltaElite]

I'm still stunned. Ferrets illegal. :rolleyes:

[4v50 Gary]

Just a word to say that I find this thread very entertaining. All rookies should read it as part of their training. It's the lighter side and they have to learn to laugh at things.

BTW Jim, sign me up for a ferret when you get 'em legalized.

[JohnBT]

To the poster who called this thread sophomoric (did I spell that corretcly?)

I'll tell you the same thing about my story that I told the department chairman in his office the day he called my research proposal sophomoric:

"Well, I'm a sophomore."

John...I won't cheat at poker, but I won't tell you if you ante twice.

P.S. - I've detailed stripped my BHP and I can't get it together. Dern little roll pins. They didn't teach me about the little buggers in undergrad or graduate school.

P.P.S. - I'm over 50 and I've got to tell these stories before I forget them. :neener:

P.P.P.S. - You should hear my father's State Trooper stories.