Mistaken Identity
Written by: death2courtneylove
Ok so me and my friends where walking down the street, he’s a dealer and always has at least an O on him so we go to see our other friend and he has a pipe I always carry a butterfly knife on me so yeah..... anyway we met our friend and walk down the street and a cop pulls to the side of the road and gets out we are all buggin like what the fuck does this pig want. So he pulls my friend with the pipe to the side and says, “What’s your name?” and he tells the cop his name. Then the cop says, “Well we got a report of a white male in a hoodie on a bike causing some problems.” A few seconds later another cop pulls up and as he gets out my dealer friend says, “alright bra,” and takes off. He got away, but now they search me and my friend. They find the pipe on my friend and my knife (which is illegal where I’m from) and he’s trying to make a deal with us like: give us your friends address and name, and the pipe and knife disappear. By this time 3 more cops have shown up and threaten to taser us for information. I’m not saying a damn thing but my friends talking to them so I just stay quiet. A few minutes later, one of the cops tells me I’m free to go so I leave.
It turns out that my dealer friend ditched an ounce while he was running and left it there over night. The next morning he had a friend of his to go get it. So his friend finds it and is walking back to my dealer friend’s house when a cop pulls up and says, “we had a kid run yesterday that fit your description blah blah blah, could you take off your hat.” he takes his hat off and the cop says, “oh never mind the guy were looking for has short hair.” Then as a reward my dealer gives the guy like 10 bong rips of white rhino and he let him keep the weed which was mid grade and KB half and half.
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