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originally posted by: hopenotfeariswhatweneed
An undercover cop called at my farm in the sticks yesterday evening...
“I need to inspect your farm for illegally grown drugs”, he said.
“By all means officer, just don’t go in that field over there”, I replied.
The cop exploded, saying “Do you know who the # I am?! I have the authority of the government with me!”, he shouted before pulling a badge out of his back pocket, “Do you see this #ing badge?! This badge means I can do what I want and I’ll go wherever the # I want, have I made myself clear?!”
I nodded politely, apologised, and went about my work. A short while later, I hear loud screams, looked up and saw the cop running for his life being chased by my angry bull. With each step, the bull was gaining ground and he seemed sure to be gored before he reached safety. The officer looked terrified and continued to run for his life.
I threw down my tools, immediately ran to the edge of the fence and shouted at the top of my lungs,
“Your badge, show him your #ing badge!”
originally posted by: pthena
a reply to: hopenotfeariswhatweneed
Back in the old days this narc was pressuring a friend of mine to sell him some pot.
So my friend went into his kitchen and put some freshly dried herbs into a baggie and brought them to the narc.
"Here ya go."
Then the narc pulled out his badge and said, "You're under arrest for selling a controlled substance."
Then the narc opened the bag and gave it a sniff, "What the hell? This isn't pot."
My friend was like, "I never said it was. And I can have this recording played to the judge in which never in our conversations did I ever once say the word 'pot'."