After arriving home from Hawaii, I knew that I had about 13 days until my knee surgery. My best friend Sean Murphy also came home around the same time I did, and after a few days of slugging around Monterey he said, “Hey lets go down south.” I couldn’t say no to that offer especially because he wanted to drive. The next day we packed our bags and headed down 101 south towards L.A.. About two hours into our drive we see lights quickly approaching behind us, and we both looked at each other and said…”SHIT!”. Sean was doing about 85mph in a 65 zone, and I knew we were fucked. The cop pulled us over and looked us both in the eyes and said…”alright guys who has the medical card.” OH SHIT (we both didn’t have one). Now I know what your thinking, stupid kids why would you be smoking on the way down 101 south. However this is not the case. We hadn’t been smoking at all actually. Sean had brought a jar of weed along with us to bring to his sister who lived in LA. DUMB MOVE! We immediately gave the officer are jar and he placed it on the dashboard, and went on to give us a speech about how it’s stupid that 18 year olds can get medical cards, but aren’t allowed to drink. He then proceeded to take sean out of the car and gave him a seeing eye test, to make sure he was sober. This whole time I’m thinking “fuck”, were screwed man, sean is busted and I’m going have to drive us home and bail him out of jail. BUT WAIT…the cop starts shaking his hand and they exchanged some smiles. Sean comes back to the car and says, “were good. the cop just told me to put that shit were it doesn’t smell.” We quickly put the jar in his toolbox directly in front of the officer, and drove away before he changed his mind.
We both are shocked and a little confused on what just happened. The cop took are weed, but then gave it back to us and let us on are way with no violation. Um OKAY! The rest of the trip went smoothly and we ended up having a lot of fun. Here are some pictures to sum up our story! GIVE HUGS NOT DRUGS 🙂