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<blockquote data-quote="CV355" data-source="post: 15995352" data-attributes="member: 181885"><p>2007: Driving home from work in my '00 GT, I rolled up behind some drunk in an SUV (rhyme unintentional). They started throwing glass bottles up in the air to try to hit my car. I figured I'd just get their license plate, call it in, and be done with it. That didn't go so well- they slammed on their brakes and all four doors opened up. 4 large drunk dudes got out and one started running at my car holding a knife. I hit the brakes, spun around and floored it. When I thought I was far enough away, I decided to slow back down. Mistake. They came flying up behind me, rammed the back of my car, and that's when I put the pedal down and didn't let up until I got home (2 miles away, not far). I parked behind the shed so they wouldn't see the car from the road and called the police. The police showed up, asked me if I was spinning my tires. I said "Yes, to get away!" They told me I cracked up my own car, made up the story, wouldn't give me an accident report for insurance, and issued me a warning. </p><p></p><p>2006: Had the cops called on me for filming bumfights. I was not filming bumfights. A few friends and I were working on a very short video clip that we would edit to be funny. We dressed one guy up like a hobo and shoved him in a dumpster. I stuck a camera to a 2x4 and used it as a post to film the thing. Cops showed up on both sides of us, asked for ID. That's when the hobo-guy decided was a good time to literally fall out of the dumpster. A wonderful time was had by all, explaining what we were doing and drawing a small crowd at the same time. It ended with the cops laughing hysterically and telling us to get lost. They drove off and left us with a small crowd staring at us. </p><p></p><p>2016: Some dumbass rookie "gotta puff myself up" cop pulled me over for going 40 in a 45 (in my Volvo), giving me an attitude the second I rolled down the window. He claimed it was 25mph. "This is 25mph through here. 25!!." I pointed at the sign back a ways and told him to go read it. He goes "I know my town, want me to write you up for something else too?" He continued to get more and more aggressive, which made my attitude spike too. I know, I know, not the wisest of choices. "Do you have a problem with law enforcement? That was 15mph over the speed limit, I can get you for reckless driving" "No, I have a problem with illiterates. Go back and read that sign." That wasn't too smart arguing with this idiot, but whatever. He goes back to the cruiser and comes back with a different ticket with a higher number. Took the ticket, told him he should consider going back to school to learn how to read. I went back and took pictures afterwards, and sure enough <u>I was right</u>. I drove through this way every day to get to work. A week later, I noticed new shiny signs that read "25mph" instead of "45mph." They literally went back and changed the signs, but I had picture proof. I walked into the "courthouse" which was a 12x18 room. They had stuffed 50 people in there elbow to elbow. 60 minute slot, 50 people. They knew what they were doing. I saw ol' meathead smiling like he got his first enema, walked up and said "so you guys obviously know we can't get 50 odd people through to see the judge in 60 minutes." He smiled and said "makes you want to pay the ticket, huh?" I didn't win, never got to see the judge. Bunch of crooked cocaine addicts. Their chief was busted for cocaine use that same year.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="CV355, post: 15995352, member: 181885"] 2007: Driving home from work in my '00 GT, I rolled up behind some drunk in an SUV (rhyme unintentional). They started throwing glass bottles up in the air to try to hit my car. I figured I'd just get their license plate, call it in, and be done with it. That didn't go so well- they slammed on their brakes and all four doors opened up. 4 large drunk dudes got out and one started running at my car holding a knife. I hit the brakes, spun around and floored it. When I thought I was far enough away, I decided to slow back down. Mistake. They came flying up behind me, rammed the back of my car, and that's when I put the pedal down and didn't let up until I got home (2 miles away, not far). I parked behind the shed so they wouldn't see the car from the road and called the police. The police showed up, asked me if I was spinning my tires. I said "Yes, to get away!" They told me I cracked up my own car, made up the story, wouldn't give me an accident report for insurance, and issued me a warning. 2006: Had the cops called on me for filming bumfights. I was not filming bumfights. A few friends and I were working on a very short video clip that we would edit to be funny. We dressed one guy up like a hobo and shoved him in a dumpster. I stuck a camera to a 2x4 and used it as a post to film the thing. Cops showed up on both sides of us, asked for ID. That's when the hobo-guy decided was a good time to literally fall out of the dumpster. A wonderful time was had by all, explaining what we were doing and drawing a small crowd at the same time. It ended with the cops laughing hysterically and telling us to get lost. They drove off and left us with a small crowd staring at us. 2016: Some dumbass rookie "gotta puff myself up" cop pulled me over for going 40 in a 45 (in my Volvo), giving me an attitude the second I rolled down the window. He claimed it was 25mph. "This is 25mph through here. 25!!." I pointed at the sign back a ways and told him to go read it. He goes "I know my town, want me to write you up for something else too?" He continued to get more and more aggressive, which made my attitude spike too. I know, I know, not the wisest of choices. "Do you have a problem with law enforcement? That was 15mph over the speed limit, I can get you for reckless driving" "No, I have a problem with illiterates. Go back and read that sign." That wasn't too smart arguing with this idiot, but whatever. He goes back to the cruiser and comes back with a different ticket with a higher number. Took the ticket, told him he should consider going back to school to learn how to read. I went back and took pictures afterwards, and sure enough [U]I was right[/U]. I drove through this way every day to get to work. A week later, I noticed new shiny signs that read "25mph" instead of "45mph." They literally went back and changed the signs, but I had picture proof. I walked into the "courthouse" which was a 12x18 room. They had stuffed 50 people in there elbow to elbow. 60 minute slot, 50 people. They knew what they were doing. I saw ol' meathead smiling like he got his first enema, walked up and said "so you guys obviously know we can't get 50 odd people through to see the judge in 60 minutes." He smiled and said "makes you want to pay the ticket, huh?" I didn't win, never got to see the judge. Bunch of crooked cocaine addicts. Their chief was busted for cocaine use that same year. [/QUOTE]
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