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i witnessed a pretty cool thing not too long ago.
so we're taking a bit road trip, there's a bunch of us, 2 in the front, 4 piled in the back (i think there might have only been 2 rear seatbelts too)
and we're burning a few (a lot...) and whatnot, and we come to a RIDE patrol. mind you, this is a monday night (i think it was a monday) out in nowhere, not near a holiday. fairly busy street though, as it connects two main-ish country highways.
so, we roll down the windows, crank the air and we pull up to the cop. smoke still pouring out the windows...
older guy, bearded.
typical RIDE questions, but he had a very serious tone. and then he brings up the pot. we're all "shit... busted"
but, he waves us through (he noted that we were lucky we didnt get a younger cop, as they might just tear the car apart, and find something unfortunate) and told us to have a nice night.
he lowered his voice too, which i though was cool and kinda leaned into the car. i guess we didnt want to let anyone else see him let a bunch of stoned and driving while smoking teens get off so easy.
plus he said "marijuana", and pronounce the "j", and as soon as he said that, we all sort of breathed a sigh of relief in our heads. saying that, he sounded much cooler.
but here's the cool part. well, sort of.
there were still lots of cars being stopped (well every car) and the full RIDE thing going through.
so it was a case of: he could stop us, search us, charge us etc. etc. which would take a long time, and back up traffic for a long long way, or let us through and worry about the drunk drivers.
anyway.... carry on
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