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My first roomate was awesome to hang around, but a complete fucking moron....
Incident One Euph gets his roomate out of jail.
On Halloween we're at a party (both of us underaged) hitting the keg. Cops bust the party up, I throw my cup out, he keeps his. (retard). Cops ask him how old he was, he says 20. (retard). Cops ask for ID (he looks about 14) he says he doesn't have any. Cops pull him outside to the cruiser, and search him, and find his ID (retard.).
I was in ARMY ROTC at the time, and being as creative as possible, I wore my uniform to the party. (Chicks love uniforms.)
Cop pulls me aside and says, "You know, if he hadn't fucking lied to me, I would have told him to go home. Now he's probably going to jail." I say, "Sir, as a member of the armed forces I am held directly responsible for all of the actions of any person that I am currently around. If he goes to jail, not only do I insist that I personally accompany him, I also ask you to recognize that there is about a 85% chance that I will be stripped of my rank, and serve latrine cleaning duty for a few months."
(Thats about 50% bullshit. I really would get into some shit, IF my CO found out [unlikely], but I didn't actually have any rank, nor did we actually have latrines.. and there was no way I was going to jail on his account ;p )
Anyway, cop releases him, in his words, "into my custody". At which point I throw his ass in my car and haul ass out of there.
About two weeks later..
My roomate also sold drugs (pot) out of our apartment. One day, he got into the fight with his ex- and posted her nude pictures all over the interweb. She of course found out and called the police, and reported his little drug dealing operation.
So around 2PM I'm sitting in my living room playing Grand Theft Auto. Roomate says, "I'm going to class, later man", I say later, he walks out. About 3 minutes later he comes back in, two cops behind him.
I look at them, look at Grand Theft Auto, look at them... look at Grand Theft Auto.. sensed a supreme sense of irony and started laughing.
Cops ask my roomate if they can search his room, (SAY NO YOU IDIOT! SAY NO YOU FUCKING IDIOT!) he says sure, and unlocks the door.
Cops walk in to his room, find about 8 pipes, a brick of pot, a scale, lots of baggies, the usual pot-head-dealer things.
At this point the roomate starts to cry, and I start to chuckle. I just got 3 wanted stars, and the cops are running me off the road - this is supremely funny to me.
Anywho, long story short, cops search his room, but forget to get proof of consent to search from my roomate (to cover their asses, they have a form that says "I hereby consent to a search of my property on ___ date at ___ location". They never had him fill it out.
He was arrested, but his criminal case was thrown out.
Two weeks later representatives from our University show up and tell him he's being evicted for being caught with marijuana. He tells them that the case was thrown out. They produce a rulebook that essentially says, "the university may remove you from the premises at any time we so choose."
He begins packing, and a few days later they have him take all his crap out of his room. They change the locks, and lock the door.
He lives on the couch for three months.
Guy was a class-A fuckup. He never got "kicked out" of school, but they "asked him to leave". He was a fucking cop-magnet.
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