How did you get busted?

Tell me how you or a close friend got busted.
What would you have done different?
Do you have any advice to help those who haven't been caught?

i havnt been busted 4 weed or any thing like that,

but when i was about.. 15.. i guess i got busted 4 drinkin, it was me n like 5 other friends.. we where out side, kind of in the woods chilin drnkin,

1 friend needed 2 run across the stres 4 her cell fone or some bullshit, she took 3 other friend w/ her.. and i saw trhen STOPED bside the rode.. and u cant just chill out side like that.. it was like 11.

so i ran over there n 1 of em is barfin her brains out, n i luk up, n the game wardent, put hes spot light on us, fuuuuck.

he saw the rest of my friedns chlin in the woods, (u cudnt really c us, we where bhinds somme trees but not REALLY in the woods.. if that makes sence) n i ran back 2 where they where, n braned everythin they where drinkn n put it all under the car.. n they cam n seached us, n blah blah,.. i had bought like 50 n beer n shit, and they OPEDEd em all n pord em out.. i only had like 1 doose that nite.. i was pissed.

we got probation, had 2 rite a 5 page paper on y drinkin IS BAD, 50 hour comtie suves.. n i thnk that was it?

i got busted 2 sneakn n 2 a girls home when i was about 16.. with beer lol.

they tryed 2 get me 4 b and e, but the girl let me in so they couldnt get me 4 it, and they WHERE gna get me 4 truspasn, but they droped the chages..

i just had 2 wirte ANOTHER 5 page paper on y drinkn was bad.

wut about u man.

Just chilling in my boys garage about 1230 at night, it was his birthday so we were hanging out drinkin being pretty loud. Neighbors called the cops to make us turn down the music and when they showed up i was sitting infront of a 1/2 zipper rolling a blunt, it was in two bags too. I stashed them when i thought the pig wasnt lookin when they stepped outside to talk to my boy. They came back in and asked where the bud went. Everyone was holding something personal at the time and it was mine so i manned up. Got out with a ticket for possession b/c i only gave them one bag, the other i kept hidden. a lawyer charged me 500$ and i had to do a substance abuse class. Only a misdemeanor but they could have dragged me in and charged me with a felony if thed found the other and that'd been a whole different game.

I didn't run lol.
I should of.

Never once got arrested for anything drug related had a few close calls though was walking down the tracks and I was about to sell off the rest of some percs I hadd 100 perc 10's in a zip lock bag rolled up and inside my tim's but I was walking down and it turned out another white male just robbed someone on the tracks a few minutes ago.So as im walking I come to a clearing then I just get swarmed and tackeld by 3 pigs witch also hurt like a bitch on them husky track rocks I get searched and cuffed they didn't check the boots though.I had 400 dollars on me and a box cutter in my pocket they thought that I got the 400 off the person who was robbed but I get brought into this parking lot and they got the victim in the front seat of the cop car looking in the rear view mirror to identify me but thank god that she said it wasn't me.I got released even got my money back and a apology from one of the cops that was a huge suprise then I went and made a shitload of money and got fucked up that night.Dodged a bullet there.

Id rather not discuss the time when I did get caught because im still pending trial

I'll share a few others when I should of been charged but won the cases later on.

By mixing marijuana and an automobile. You don't need to transport anything other than a joint by car. Leave your bag, leave your pipe, leave your grinder.

Don't take more pills than you're willing to take in a pinch.

Otherwise, use common sense. If anything seems sketch, it is. Get the fuck out, get away, throw your weed somewhere safe, it's all better than being busted. I would throw a thousand dollars away before I get busted... the eighth in your pocket is not worth the bullshit to follow. Trust me.

No smoking in the car. #1 rule. [Though that wasn't what got me busted... it was an ongoing investigation I got myself caught up in. While I was truant from school. My fucking Spidey sense went off for about a week straight, but I didn't listen to it... and I'm busted.]

I got busted several years back "conspiring to manufacture mdma." I had actually stopped making it long before the bust, and had moved 3 different times. The "lab" came with me, but was all stowed away in 2 large trash cans. I didn't plan on using it again.. guess I kept it all because of the initial investment involved.

Anyway, the two trash cans were stored in the attic of a house I was renting. I'd almost forgotten their existence. A month behind on rent, I left town for 2 days to visit my brother and that's when all hell broke loose. When I returned home, the locks had been changed on the doors. I instantly figured it was the landlord bein a dickhead and started searching for another way in. Lookin through the windows, I could see that the house had been ransacked...latex gloves were strewn about. I peeked in the garage window and my heart dropped to my stomach. The two trash cans were on their sides...empty.

I kicked in the door, grabbed a few clothes, and got the hell out of town. My landlord called within hours, asking for the rent. I acted like I hadn't been home yet and told him I was on my way back and would get him the rent as soon as I got to town. Long story short...I was found and arrested for "manufacture of a controlled substance (mdma)."

I lawyered up (with one of the best around), spent a month in jail waiting for a bond reduction, and got out on $15,000 bail. I then called the landlord to ask for my stuff back and to see what the hell had happened. He informed me that he came over to ask for the rent, let himself in, and started snooping around. When he found the "lab" in the attic, he went to the police station and told them he'd found a meth lab, including the details of NOT giving me the proper 24 hour notice as outlined in my lease AND state law. They told him there was nothing they could do UNLESS he went back to the house, and returned to tell them that some of the chemicals were possibly leaking. So that's what he did.

When my attorney found this out, he was waaaay confident that this would easily be a thrown-out case. A simple motion-to-suppress the evidence found in the house based on the fact that the landlord entered illegally, and the police department not only entered without a warrant, but coached him to gain entry. The landlord was completely honest at the hearing (he's a preacher whom I hope rots in hell) and told the story of how he was coached by the PD.

When it all came down to it, my motion to suppress was denied by the judge. He claimed that the police entered the premises in the interest of public safety, as the chemicals could have leaked through those plastic trash cans, through the attic floor/first floor ceiling, through the linoleum floor of the kitchen, into the ground, and made it's way into the public pool across the street (where they made sure to describe the large number of children playing when they arrived on-scene).

After the hearing, my attorney apologized, telling me that it was just too big of a case for them to let go. Apparently, out of 4 ecstasy labs busted in the US (at the time), mine was the most complete, and only one that could be considered "operational." He told me he thought there was still a 60 percent chance I'd walk, but 40 percent I'd spend 15 years+ in prison (during which time, he'd be filing appeals). The other option was to plea to "conspiracy to manufacture" and do 6 months in a correctional boot camp, followed by 1.5 years on community corrections (which he recommended). He also told me it was my last chance..."DON'T GET CAUGHT WITH DRUGS AGAIN!" I failed to mention they got me for possession of MJ...first offense...second one's a felony. I never got any of my possessions back from the landlord (despite my BEST efforts), spent 6 months in hell, and 1 1/2 years pissin in a cup twice a week. Not to mention employers get to see the words "manufacture" and "controlled substance" on my record.

So here I am. Can't grow pot anymore, always watching my ass when I smoke, leading a pretty boring life. I do have a hand in building/designing/helping friends build grow rooms (many of them legal, medicinal-the others are for tomatoes for all I know)...but can't live the dream myself. All because I was 30 days late on a $650 rent bill.

So say what you want about "having rights" and "illegal search and seizure," but when it comes down to it...you have no rights. Sure, I could have won at trial...fat chance. I could have won an appeal...after spending HOW LONG in prison waiting for court dates and somehow managing to continue paying my attorney.

But yeah...this shit happened and it happened to me. Just know that whatever you THINK you know about the law...they know more. Cops/Judges/District Attorneys can and will get away with whatever the hell they want.

KitchenKhemist said:

I got busted several years back "conspiring to manufacture mdma." I had actually stopped making it long before the bust, and had moved 3 different times. The "lab" came with me, but was all stowed away in 2 large trash cans. I didn't plan on using it again.. guess I kept it all because of the initial investment involved.

Anyway, the two trash cans were stored in the attic of a house I was renting. I'd almost forgotten their existence. A month behind on rent, I left town for 2 days to visit my brother and that's when all hell broke loose. When I returned home, the locks had been changed on the doors. I instantly figured it was the landlord bein a dickhead and started searching for another way in. Lookin through the windows, I could see that the house had been ransacked...latex gloves were strewn about. I peeked in the garage window and my heart dropped to my stomach. The two trash cans were on their sides...empty.

I kicked in the door, grabbed a few clothes, and got the hell out of town. My landlord called within hours, asking for the rent. I acted like I hadn't been home yet and told him I was on my way back and would get him the rent as soon as I got to town. Long story short...I was found and arrested for "manufacture of a controlled substance (mdma)."

I lawyered up (with one of the best around), spent a month in jail waiting for a bond reduction, and got out on $15,000 bail. I then called the landlord to ask for my stuff back and to see what the hell had happened. He informed me that he came over to ask for the rent, let himself in, and started snooping around. When he found the "lab" in the attic, he went to the police station and told them he'd found a meth lab, including the details of NOT giving me the proper 24 hour notice as outlined in my lease AND state law. They told him there was nothing they could do UNLESS he went back to the house, and returned to tell them that some of the chemicals were possibly leaking. So that's what he did.

When my attorney found this out, he was waaaay confident that this would easily be a thrown-out case. A simple motion-to-suppress the evidence found in the house based on the fact that the landlord entered illegally, and the police department not only entered without a warrant, but coached him to gain entry. The landlord was completely honest at the hearing (he's a preacher whom I hope rots in hell) and told the story of how he was coached by the PD.

When it all came down to it, my motion to suppress was denied by the judge. He claimed that the police entered the premises in the interest of public safety, as the chemicals could have leaked through those plastic trash cans, through the attic floor/first floor ceiling, through the linoleum floor of the kitchen, into the ground, and made it's way into the public pool across the street (where they made sure to describe the large number of children playing when they arrived on-scene).

After the hearing, my attorney apologized, telling me that it was just too big of a case for them to let go. Apparently, out of 4 ecstasy labs busted in the US (at the time), mine was the most complete, and only one that could be considered "operational." He told me he thought there was still a 60 percent chance I'd walk, but 40 percent I'd spend 15 years+ in prison (during which time, he'd be filing appeals). The other option was to plea to "conspiracy to manufacture" and do 6 months in a correctional boot camp, followed by 1.5 years on community corrections (which he recommended). He also told me it was my last chance..."DON'T GET CAUGHT WITH DRUGS AGAIN!" I failed to mention they got me for possession of MJ...first offense...second one's a felony. I never got any of my possessions back from the landlord (despite my BEST efforts), spent 6 months in hell, and 1 1/2 years pissin in a cup twice a week. Not to mention employers get to see the words "manufacture" and "controlled substance" on my record.

So here I am. Can't grow pot anymore, always watching my ass when I smoke, leading a pretty boring life. I do have a hand in building/designing/helping friends build grow rooms (many of them legal, medicinal-the others are for tomatoes for all I know)...but can't live the dream myself. All because I was 30 days late on a $650 rent bill.

So say what you want about "having rights" and "illegal search and seizure," but when it comes down to it...you have no rights. Sure, I could have won at trial...fat chance. I could have won an appeal...after spending HOW LONG in prison waiting for court dates and somehow managing to continue paying my attorney.

But yeah...this shit happened and it happened to me. Just know that whatever you THINK you know about the law...they know more. Cops/Judges/District Attorneys can and will get away with whatever the hell they want.

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oh man. that sucks! my heart would've dropped too. if only you would've payed your rent.. lol jk. remember that everything happens for a reason.

my run-in with the law came when I was 16... i bought weed off a dealer down the street...... cops had been monitoring the area for a while, and pulled my friend and I over... we were young so they got us out of the car and we didn't lock it or anything and they searched and found our stash, 2 baggies of weed, enough for 3 blunts... they took the weed and let us go, because we were both young, and the city didn't waste resources on small marijuana offenses... they were trying to crack down on cocaine and heroin dealing that had gone up 50 percent in that area... they even advised us to get another dealer, because that one had been meddling in hard drugs for a while and the cavalry was going to hit the house any day....

damn, when i was about 15, i had just picked up a sack, and my friends and i went to an old abandoned house where we would usually smoked . anyways, one of my buddies was acting like a fuickin idiot, throwing stuff off the balcony.(the house was perched over a trailor park.) sisnt think anything of it at the time so we went about our buisness, and almost as soon as we lit up a bowl the local sheriff came thru the house ninja style, we we're caught red-handed, so to speak.lol, I got sent to juvi for about 3 weeks for that one. I got in trouble a few more times after that all MJ related, but that was the 1st...
luckly nothing as an adult, i'd like to keep it that way too...

redivider said:

my run-in with the law came when I was 16... i bought weed off a dealer down the street...... cops had been monitoring the area for a while, and pulled my friend and I over... we were young so they got us out of the car and we didn't lock it or anything and they searched and found our stash, 2 baggies of weed, enough for 3 blunts... they took the weed and let us go, because we were both young, and the city didn't waste resources on small marijuana offenses... they were trying to crack down on cocaine and heroin dealing that had gone up 50 percent in that area... they even advised us to get another dealer, because that one had been meddling in hard drugs for a while and the cavalry was going to hit the house any day....

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Jeeze you're lucky. Those cops probably brought a souvenier home from work that day. lol

dammmmm i guess i can consider myself pretty lucky! i threw a sick ass house party and a fight ended up breaking out in my basement then made its way to the front of my house then once again made its way to the middle of the street. after the fight was over i ran back to my house and a couple minutes later 8 cop cars were outside my house banging on the door saying "we know your in there dont make us kick the door down" so because i was such an idiot i opened the door and they searched my house. i was immediately handcuffed and placed outside. gang unit comes outside and tells me to come with him. we went down to the basement where he had my scale,bongs,gas mask,weed, lil ice baggies, etc layed out on the floor. he then said " do you know how much trouble i can get you in?" i said "no officer i dont" he then says "what should we do about thid?" i said what any real stoner would say "idk" he then made me STOMP on all my shit and brake it. he confiscated my weed and didnt write me up. LUCKIEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!!

greenthumb213 said:

dammmmm i guess i can consider myself pretty lucky! i threw a sick ass house party and a fight ended up breaking out in my basement then made its way to the front of my house then once again made its way to the middle of the street. after the fight was over i ran back to my house and a couple minutes later 8 cop cars were outside my house banging on the door saying "we know your in there dont make us kick the door down" so because i was such an idiot i opened the door and they searched my house. i was immediately handcuffed and placed outside. gang unit comes outside and tells me to come with him. we went down to the basement where he had my scale,bongs,gas mask,weed, lil ice baggies, etc layed out on the floor. he then said " do you know how much trouble i can get you in?" i said "no officer i dont" he then says "what should we do about thid?" i said what any real stoner would say "idk" he then made me STOMP on all my shit and brake it. he confiscated my weed and didnt write me up. LUCKIEST DAY OF MY LIFE!!!!!

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not lucky you noob. if you knew yer rights you wouldtn have let them in in the first place.

plantz said:

not lucky you noob. if you knew yer rights you wouldtn have let them in in the first place.

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true true
That happen to me and I was on parole my cousin open the door for the fuckin cops didnt get busted just got chew out by my PO

i've never been caught for anything having to do with growing trees.
but one must practice security and take preventative measures at all times.
i keep a tight circle of friends, and only few of them i let come up to my place.

just be cool. lay low, dont say anything to anyone. i know its hard having a really nice garden and not being able to share what it looks like with others. but you have to know, people do things for crazy/dumb/bullshit reasons.
people are quick to drop a dime if they see you are doing better than they are.
people get jealous, and mother fuckers are broke, so mother fuckers will try to rob you.
people will try to blackmail you.

especially if you sell weed, dont do it from the same place that you grow, if you happen to live where you grow, dont have people in and out of your place. if you live in suburban neighborhoods it might be easier to get away with traffic if you are cool with the neighbors. but in the inner city, have fools park around the corner a few blocks down and walk to your place so that people dont see cars parking in front of your house. tell your people they dont need to say thank you unless its for the hospitality after that door opens for them to leave.
it starts to sound funny to your neighbors if your door is constantly opening and closing and people are sayin thank you everytime.

the number one rule for me at all times is secrecy. people dont need to know your business.
thats how you can point out the noobies, they talk about it.


just my 2 cents

ImTheFireMan said:

i've never been caught for anything having to do with growing trees.
but one must practice security and take preventative measures at all times.
i keep a tight circle of friends, and only few of them i let come up to my place.

just be cool. lay low, dont say anything to anyone. i know its hard having a really nice garden and not being able to share what it looks like with others. but you have to know, people do things for crazy/dumb/bullshit reasons.
people are quick to drop a dime if they see you are doing better than they are.
people get jealous, and mother fuckers are broke, so mother fuckers will try to rob you.
people will try to blackmail you.








especially if you sell weed, dont do it from the same place that you grow, if you happen to live where you grow, dont have people in and out of your place. if you live in suburban neighborhoods it might be easier to get away with traffic if you are cool with the neighbors. but in the inner city, have fools park around the corner a few blocks down and walk to your place so that people dont see cars parking in front of your house. tell your people they dont need to say thank you unless its for the hospitality after that door opens for them to leave.
it starts to sound funny to your neighbors if your door is constantly opening and closing and people are sayin thank you everytime.

the number one rule for me at all times is secrecy. people dont need to know your business.
thats how you can point out the noobies, they talk about it.


just my 2 cents

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wise wordz indeed...

about 8 years ago I was on my way home from work at 1:30 am. Smoked a joint in my truck about 5 mins before I came to a stop light that wasnt changing. After a bit I decided to just go for it and made a left turn at a red light. Cop sitting across the overpass pulled me over and smelled a freshly smoked joint and searched my vehicle, the whole time telling me how much trouble I was in if he were to find something. I knew he was wasting his time since I ate the roach when I saw his lights. I just hoped that he didnt find a seed or something next to my seat which he didnt. he let me go with a ticket for turning on a red and a verbal for the pot. As if...

O then there was another time that my wife and I went to canada for a week and on our way back we got pulled aside and searched at customs. I had a pipe and about a quarter on me. The pulled me over because the guy asked me what "is" my citizenship and I didnt answer right away since I didnt understand the stupid question....EH. So the weed and pipe was in my console and I palmed it since the border police surrounded my truck as I pulled up. As they walked us into the building, one in front and one behind, I shoved it close to my nads. I still remember the feel of the cold bowl on my warm package...yikes lol. Anyhow they tore apart my truck and made us empty our pockets. In the end they never found my stash but they took some fireworks that I forgot I had bought while I was there.
Cops=0 Me=2 FTW!

seed2bud said:

O then there was another time that my wife and I went to canada for a week and on our way back we got pulled aside and searched at customs. I had a pipe and about a quarter on me. The pulled me over because the guy asked me what "is" my citizenship and I didnt answer right away since I didnt understand the stupid question....EH. So the weed and pipe was in my console and I palmed it since the border police surrounded my truck as I pulled up. As they walked us into the building, one in front and one behind, I shoved it close to my nads. I still remember the feel of the cold bowl on my warm package...yikes lol. Anyhow they tore apart my truck and made us empty our pockets. In the end they never found my stash but they took some fireworks that I forgot I had bought while I was there.
Cops=0 Me=2 FTW!

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hahahah hell yea man fight the power.
same thing happened to me, they searched me and my buddy cuz he said he only had 10 dollars on him. We didnt have any herb cuz we were worried bout the boarder but we ended up killin a 12 pack before we crossed. HAHA Anyway long story short they searched us and the whole car then gave us the 3rd degree in some intragatrion room/closet never found out we were drunk. They just appoligized for the inconvinace and sent us on our way! Even posed with us for a picture hahahahahahaha got to love those canndians EH!? hahahah