Alright, so me and two of my friends were smoking a bowl behind my friends apartment building. We were having trouble with it because we were using a zippo. So after much cursing over the fact that we all forgot to bring a decent lighter we hear a window open. I didn't think much of it until the person yelled out "nuggets!". This kind of sketches me out so I tell everyone we should go. Immediately as all three of us turn the corner a cop is right there talking in on their radio thing. All three of us do the worst thing possible; stop look at each other and run. We book it into the apartment and they run up the stairs. I kept running and out through another door and run down the street ditching my hat and weed behind a bush. I sit my ass down a park bench and smoke a cigarette. 4 cops walk by me shine a flash light on me and walk away. Pretty high and drunk, my friend calls me and asks where I am. I tell him and 5 minutes later he shows and asks "why did you guys run?" He didn't have any clue about the cop or why we were running. About 3 days later the third guy that was there came up to us and was looking out his window when he got into the apartment and saw 6 cops standing right where we were. One of them was talking into his walkie talkie describing me. Apparently they were looking for a guy in a white hat.
Moral of the story: Ditch any and everything that makes you a suspect. Just walk back and pick it up later.
