My friends and I were on our way home from a weekend camping trip we decided to take. Before I go any further I should mention that the place we were camped at was very 'smoke friendly'. Being owed by old hippies and whatnot it didn't take long for us to find some really good nuggets, some mushrooms and all the ganja food we could afford. Of course we couldn't consume all that we had bought that weekend so the only 'logical' thing that we could think to do is bring it home and share with those that couldn't make it.
Jumping ahead, the camp site was about 2 hours away from where we lived so we didn't think much of the haul we were bringing back. We just put it all in places we thought would be reasonably safe places, at least places cops wouldn't automatically look. All together we had about an ounce of nugs, quarter of mushrooms (one was a mushroom chocolate that was supposed to have an 1/8 in it), 2 dirty pipes and approximately 12 gooballs and brownies.
The events following after leaving the site are pure karma, there's no other explanation. We were cruising down the highway, not a cop in sight for miles but at the same time (being the paranoid types that we are) we decided not to speed TOO much for fear one would sneak up on us. Well sure enough one did, right in front of our exit ramp.
he was parked on a weird shoulder of the highway that was hard to see him from a distance. We didn't even see him there until we passed him at 15 miles over the speed limit. Of course he starts to follow us and turns the lights on. I think at that moment all 5 our stomaches dropped, we just all look at each other and quickly come up with a plan amongst ourselves. We all agreed that we weren't offering up any information and that if he wanted to find something he was going to have to find it himself.
The officer walks up and taps on the window, goes through the whole license and registration routine and for some reason asks for ALL of our IDs. Of course we know our rights and didn't have to give them to him but we obliged saving the sake of argument. He walks away with them and comes back a few minutes later. He asks where we were all coming from, of course five 18-23 year old kids covered in mud, wearing tye-dyed grateful dead shirts and being burnt out to no end, we leveled with him and told him that we had been on a camping trip, naming the site that we were at (the mere mention of the campsite is enough to arouse suspicion since it's pretty notorious around here).
He just looks at us and says "so is there any illegal substances in the car that I should know about?Either way I'll find them so might as well cough them up now" of course we stood our ground and said "NO! No one has anything." He calls for backup, a k-9 unit. He told us that he had dispatched them and that they would be arriving in a few minutes. Again he asked us if there was 'anything he should know about' and again we said 'no'. He looks at my friend and asks her "Why are you smiling" and "what is so funny". Of course NO ONE was laughing or smiling about anything my friend was just making a weird face cause the sun was shining right in her eyes. We all keep a cool demeanor, just staring straight ahead at our exit sign not revealing what we're all really thinking "We're Fucked, we're all going to jail". The K-9 unit arrives, he has us all roll up our windows and for some reason the only thing we could all think of to do is light a cigarette and seeing as how we're all going to jail, we might not have one for a while.
The officer takes the dog around the car and kicks the hubcaps as he goes. He did this 3 or 4 times before he decides to give up. SOMEHOW the dog failed to smell it. The first officer writes us a ticket, tells us to be more careful and to have a nice day. My friend gladly took the ticket, thanked him and drove away.
To this day we don't know why the dog didn't smell it. The only things we could think of is either:
A) All the cigarettes overpowered the smell of the weed (That was inside the car with us btw, in the front passenger's pocket)
B) They were just trying to psyche us out by bringing out the drug dog but not commanding it to find anything. Which would also explain why he kicked the hubcaps because the dog DEFINITELY would have found weed if it were in there. or
C) It was some old ass dog that couldn't smell it's way out of a paper bag.
At any rate, we were saved by karma and as promised we brought the goodies back and enjoyed them with friends and family. Not really a 'Busted' story but it was just a little too close for comfort to say the least.