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Zippy49's avatar

Okay, here's one more.

Ms. Zippy had a bit of a bipolar episode one night, called Kaiser and hung up on the guy.

So at about 11 PM I woke up, alone, with two local cops banging on the door. They demanded to see the Missus, had no search warrant though. Now, I was into indoor growing big time, and the dining table right by the door was full of my trimming project. There was pot everywhere. But when one said "for all we know you've got her tied up in the bathtub" I just let them in.

They searched the place, and when they got to the garage one of them mentioned that he also rode bikes. Then he offered to sell me his Honda sportbike! And at one point one of them said, in a disgusted tone, "They'll be selling it at Wal-Mart next year." They didn't even ask to see my letter. And by then I was ready to buy them a beer.

Ms. Zippy turned up at the hospital, got a ride from a relative. So I woke up the next morning with my beloved wife at my side. I still shake my head in disbelief, but I do like happy endings.

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kareemachan's avatar

As per no better things to do: first year in college, I finally got my braces off (my fricking orthodontist made me wear HEAD GEAR) in Seattle. I was from a small town (pop. 3200) in SW Wa, and did not realize that the "Left hand turn only in transit" meant public transportation. He didn't give me any leeway. If you can't give an 18 yo some latitude for being ignorant, imagine what they do for a wee bit of pot?

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