COPS - Live from the front porch

[DGoddessChardonnay]

I went outside a while ago this evening for a smoke. It's cold outside (in the 30's now and still falling.) I'm wrapped up in a thick afghan as I scoot over to my rocking chair, turned on the tv (didn't want to miss that movie I was watching earlier on LMN) and next thing I knew . . .

COPS . . . a live episode.

A red Jeep Grand Cherokee got pulled over right in front of my house by a police officer. Not ten seconds after he arrived, another patrol car came from the opposite direction and made a U-turn and parked behind the first officer. While the first cop was talking to the driver, the second one checked inside the vehicle w/a flashlight. Driver got a ticket, second cop left the scene (apparently everything was okay) and then both the driver and the first cop left.

Only thing missing was a dime bag and a girl w/missing teeth in a tube top, smoking a cigarette and offering herself for various services:rolleyes:

Has anyone else got any similar stories to share?

[Greenday]

Um, not like seeing my house on live tv but interesting story nonetheless.

My family went mini-golfing late at night for some reason or another. We were getting close to being done when all of a sudden a ton of cops swarm the mini-golf course and chase some guy who was talking to the person watching the money and equipment. It was a small place so he was the only one working. A cop came up to us and explained what happened. Apparently, the guy had just been let out of jail and was being watched by the cops. While talking to the worker, the guy pulled a gun on him. The gun ended up being unloaded, but, being just let out of jail, he went back to jail. It was interesting to see so many cops jumping fences and flying past us. The worker ended up being the owner. He gave us all free passes for having to deal with what happened. Really nice guy, shame the mini-golf closed down.

[AFpheonix]

The apartment complex I lived in my last 2 years of college were a little ghetto, so the cops pretty much had their own parking spot there. The first call I remember was shortly after we'd moved there, and my roomie was spending the night at her boyfriend's house, so I was all alone. A few apartments down some disgruntled boyfriend threw a brick through the front window of his ex-bf's apartment. I left and spent the night with my boyfriend.


We had a scary one at work the other day. There was a few guys robbing local pharmacies of brand oxycontin, and LP thought our store was on the list that night, so they came and made sure everything was squared away at our store. I got off shift at 11:30 and nothing had happened yet at that point. Apparently though, shortly after I left the night pharmacist saw about 8 cop cars pull up with lights on and guns out in the drivethrough. :eek:
These were gang thugs though, not the ones who had hit up the other pharmacies, so those asses are still out there somewhere.....

[ArenaBoy]

I live right next to a police station so it makes for interesting things. My personal fave is that the intersection on my street, there is a stop sign that is always run. One day, a guy ran it and apparently a cop was coming from the side that DOES not have a stop sign. Accident happens and oh the great result from that. No one was hurt but let's just say that the idiot was going to have a great time explaining this to his insurance company.

[Lvl_9_Gazebo]

Only thing missing was a dime bag and a girl w/missing teeth in a tube top, smoking a cigarette and offering herself for various services:rolleyes:

You forgot the shirtless guy facedown on the ground getting handcuffed, and the malnourished girlfriend with bruises all over her face running out, waving her hands and shrieking, "But you CAIN'T take he-yum! I LOOOOOVE HE-YUM!!"

[Broomjockey]

At my old place, a couple of times the cops pulled up in the neighborhood due to various things. One time an estranged husband swiped his kid from his wife, another time there was a fight at the bar around the corner, and another time they broke up a party of 12 or so people being really rambunctious, and even cuffed a couple of those ones.

[Misanthropical]

In the last place we lived, my husband woke me up to see S.W.A.T teams decend on our neighbor across the way.

We were told he was wanted for murder, but it turned out he was wanted for some sort of terrorist plot and maybe murder too.

The was the last straw, we knew we had to move as soon as possible.

[NightAngel]

Nothing quite like that.

Many years ago my first husband and I were sitting in our living room watching tv with two friends of ours.

SUDDENLY the front door flew open and a group of U.S. Marshalls (I think that what they were- it was 10+ years ago) stormed in. They had been quietly surrounding our house while we laughed at Red Dwarf...

Them: "We're here for John Smith."

Us: *blink blink- stare at eachother- shoulder shrugs*

Me: "Who?"

Them: "John Smith."

Me: "Don't know him."

Them: "Where is he?"

Me: "We don't know him. We just moved in."

In the end they searched the house, checked our ID's and I showed them the lease that proved we'd only been living there a couple of days. I must say that they were polite (despite the original barge in with guns drawn), professional and quite thorough.

Then they thanked us and left. Never saw them again.

[DGoddessChardonnay]

Nothing quite like that.

Many years ago my first husband and I were sitting in our living room watching tv with two friends of ours.

SUDDENLY the front door flew open and a group of U.S. Marshalls (I think that what they were- it was 10+ years ago) stormed in. They had been quietly surrounding our house while we laughed at Red Dwarf...

Them: "We're here for John Smith."

Us: *blink blink- stare at eachother- shoulder shrugs*

Me: "Who?"

Them: "John Smith."

Me: "Don't know him."

Them: "Where is he?"

Me: "We don't know him. We just moved in."

In the end they searched the house, checked our ID's and I showed them the lease that proved we'd only been living there a couple of days. I must say that they were polite (despite the original barge in with guns drawn), professional and quite thorough.

Then they thanked us and left. Never saw them again.

Is this a common occurence down in Florida? I swannee, that sounds like something from an episode of Beavis and Butt-Head.:eek:

[dispatch]

I was in the bathroom of a gas station when the clerk got stabbed once, then there was the time I got pulled over and 5 cruisers and the police helicopter showed up (slow night), when I was younger, maybe 12, a k-9 unit and a bunch of cops with shotguns and the like searched my house at 2 am because someone grabbed the register at a 7-11 and they thought he might have been in the house, turned up clean.

[thegiraffe]

I've lived here for 16 1/2 years, and I remember only one police incident.

I was....in middle school I guess. A house at the other end of the neighborhood was getting work done on it, and the owners were out of town. The contractors knew this, and proceeded to empty the garage. One of the police lieutenants happened to be driving by when the van pulled out of the driveway. A panel construction van at a house at 2am set off alarms, so he turned around and followed. This was on the main road in the neighborhood, and I live down an off-street, on a cul-de-sac. Well, we have 3.5 acres, and most of it is wooded. Yeah, guess where the contractors went. Into the woods. They had K-9 units, a helicopter (not much excitement in these parts lol). They got them though. The entire cul-de-sac was woken up by this except for me. I had no idea anything had happened until the next morning when my mom asked me how I slept and if I had heard anything. I still tell that story to prove that I can sleep with a helicopter hovering 50 feet over my bedroom (back bedroom of the house) with a search light for quite a while.

[protege]

I got to see my car on the 6:00 news one night. (Some of you PA people might remember the Greyhound bus accident of '98. Apparently, the bus went off the road, and rear-ended a semi.) Anyway, my then-gf and I were driving back along the turnpike. About halfway home, I looked behind me, and saw this truck towing a bus that had been smashed up. A few miles after that, traffic slowed down--the bus had been removed, and a crew was cleaning up the mess. On the highway shoulder, there was a news crew...who just happened to be shooting when I drove past. Soooo if anyone saw a dirty blue Toyota Tercel with a dent in the fender, that was me :D

[counterjockey]

Oh, let's see...

>An old Buick LeSabre-type sedan rolls up to one of the pumps around 9 PM, followed by two sheriff's department cruisers. From inside the store, I watch the deputies walk up to the Ford, speak with the driver and passenger, take a couple of large hunting knives and an aluminum softball bat from the car and place them on the roof, take licenses, hand back licenses, knives and bat, and drive off. Driver of Buick pumps a little gas, comes inside to pay.
"The hell was all that about?" I ask.
"Oh, broken taillight," driver says, nonchalant.

>A few months after I'd left the old store, I dropped in for a visit, and watched one of our scurvier regular customers get hauled off by the cops, apparently on several outstanding warrants. He went quietly, but there was enough of a scuffle that his bag of Cheetos was dropped on the pavement.

>Not long ago, at the boring as hell new store, girl drives up in a Chevy Tahoe SUV--the kind with the 20" aftermarket rims. She comes in, buys a 2 liter of orange Sunkist, walks out, and is met by several plainclothes narcotics officers who cuff her and haul her downtown. Cops come in to do a quick sweep of the store, to make sure she didn't drop any goods. (It's been observed that some of our local druggies will use store bathrooms as drop points for the merchandise, usually by dropping baggies of the stuff in the toilet tank for someone else to pick up later. Savory.) None are found, they take off, and the SUV is towed, presumably impounded. I go about my business, and had almost forgotten about it until I went to take the trash to the dumpster. Right near where she'd parked, there was a crushed orange Sunkist bottle, soda splattered on the concrete, dissolving the oil stains, and about ten thousand ants going on an oily orange bender. :p

[draftermatt]

All the time. The people across the street from us are always getting arrested. (Not the same people, but it seems to be the same house). Seems to be mostly fights, or domestic disputes.

And despite the fact that the cops fly up and down my road, they still like to pull people over in front of my house. Including me (rolling stop) & my best friend (tail light out).

Two weeks ago a cop followed me home and drove past my house twice, followed by a Sheriff's Deputy. No idea what that was about. Guess my truck matched a description.

Oh and my neigbor is now claiming that her ex-boyfriend is stalking her, and asking me to call the Sheriff's department if I see him.

[Dreamstalker]

My stepfather used to live in Dorchester, on Centre St in the late eighties. That area was a war zone. One time my mom and I had driven down from VT to see him, and all of a sudden the house across the street is surrounded by cops with guns drawn. His next door neighbor in the duplex pulled us off the porch into her unit before the shooting started :eek: No injuries and I guess they got the guy (drug bust).

To this day I do not know why the man would choose to live in a demilitarized zone with drug dealers next door. I hear it's been cleaned up now though...

More recently (about 2 years ago), my dad and I were driving up to Los Alamos from Santa Fe when a red pickup goes tear-assing past us on the right, followed by two state police cars and two tribal cars. He gets pulled over on the shoulder. One of the staties stops in the center lane, all the cops jump out of their respective cars and various nasty-looking firearms are leveled at the truck. We got out of there quick (I think that was the fastest my dad ever drove on that stretch of road).

[DesignFox]

Oh boy do I have a story! These neighbors have been gone for a very very very long time...but...while they still lived next door---

Ok, so the kids in the house next door were not what you would call angels. The girl was alright, the boy was always a trouble maker. I used to play at their house occasionally. One day the boy was throwing rocks across the pool and one hit me in the head. Last time I was allowed to play there.

Over the years, the kids problems became worse. The boy was definitely stealing things and stashing them at the house. Both were in highschool at this point. When mommy wasn't around there would be loud parties with lots of booze. Eventually, drugs made their way in. Lots of unsavory characters would come around the corner in their pimped out cars with music blasting at odd hours of the night. We're talking scary type people coming out of those cars.

During the whole time these people lived there, there were cops doing surviellance, and a police visit or two.

Eventually, they were all evicted from the house. Padlock on the front door and all. Kids didn't want to leave though. They kept coming back to the house. One night, they decided to have a wild party. Booze and Drugs galore.

The night this happened I was asleep (my best friend and I were having a sleepover!). Dad wakes us up... "Psst. c'mon, wake up, you HAVE to see this!" We had been waiting a very long time for them all to get busted.

Fumble upstairs to a scene straight out of cops. Drug dogs and police everywhere. Empty beer cans littering the yard. Kids running in every direction. Cop cars in front of the house with a bunch of kids in cuffs...one of them, sadly, the girl I used to play with when we were younger...completely stoned out of her skull, rocking back and forth and singing in the cop car.

The police are chasing a couple of the guys and baggies are dropping out of their baggy pants pockets...

Around 4 am or something like that, the whole scene is over and order restored. We sat on the front porch with another neighbor to celebrate the arrests. The Kids never came back to our neighborhood again, but it turns out they were reluctant to leave that house because they had stuff stashed everywhere in it- even had their own pot green house in one of the closets.

When our new neighbors moved in we warned them of the house's past- and they had it searched for good measure. Thank god we have the best neighbors we could ask for now...but damn the people before them sucked!

[morgana]

The house in whose attic I currently live has a lovely little park across the street.

Well, in the daytime it's lovely. After dark, sometimes . . . This particular night the roomie and I had guests over. Seven or eight people in the living room, working on SCA garb, chatting, snacking.

Cue noises outside. Someone says, "was that a car backfiring?" Several other someones say, "sounds like SCA fighting." Roomie says, "uh, no. Those were gunshots." This disagreement continues until the sirens start pulling up.

Before the episode was over, we had seven cop cars, a K-9 unit, a helicopter and an ambulance. Everybody in the four streets around the park is out on their porch gawking, little kids wanting to pet the doggy, yadda yadda.

Turns out a couple of 'gentlemen' had met in the park by accident. Unfortunately, one of the 'gentlemen' was um, entertaining the other 'gentleman's' 'lady' behind his back. So the cuckoldee proceeds to use his revolver to make sure there will be no more 'entertaining' by this particular gentleman at least.

They caught him three blocks away. The victim lived, if you want to call it that. And the 'lady' dumped them both.

And life went on. :D

[Rapscallion]

And the 'lady' dumped them both.


That's the bit that astounds me. She didn't try to stand up for either of her men, or both of them, crying "But he's really very nice when you get to know him and doesn't beat me too often!"?

Wow - looks like the chlorine in the gene pool has been working.

Rapscallion

[DGoddessChardonnay]

That's the bit that astounds me. She didn't try to stand up for either of her men, or both of them, crying "But he's really very nice when you get to know him and doesn't beat me too often!"?

Wow - looks like the chlorine in the gene pool has been working.

Rapscallion

Preferably w/her hair in curlers, wearing a neon red tube top that's too sizes too small w/no bra, purple spandex shorts w/no panties and a cigarette dangling from her mouth. Now that would have been a sight, I can assure you.:angel:

Maybe there's hope for the species after all.

[bean]

A couple of months ago at the lovely hour of 2am, I heard loud music from the parking lot. Followed by a lot of yelling, then glass breaking. Loud music is common here (ghettooo apartments), the rest isn't. I went ahead and called the police for good measure since it sounded like a good fight going.

Then I walked out to my back porch to watch the fun unfold.

Turns out one of my neighbors got really drunk and decided "HAI GUYS LETS CRANK UP MUSIC AT 2AM AND PISS EVERYONE OFF!". The yelling was several other neighbors cussing him out and demanding he shut it off. The glass breaking? He started throwing beer bottles at everybody.

It was comedy gold for all of us, except the drunk guy, when the cops showed up with guns drawn. :wave:

Don't know why he hasn't been evicted yet.

[Rapscallion]

Preferably w/her hair in curlers, wearing a neon red tube top that's too sizes too small w/no bra, purple spandex shorts w/no panties and a cigarette dangling from her mouth.

What did I tell you about trying to turn me on?

Oh, hang on. It was "Go for it". Now I remember.

Rapscallion

[blas]

Oh gosh, was it ever a treat at the gas station when someone got pulled over in the parking lot. There were a couple times when people had to do "the walk" in the parking lot. It was awesome. If I didn't have any customers, I'd excuse myself (from myself, hahha) to go outside and get some....fresh air. I'd prop the door open and watch someone get pulled over, then see baggies and needles or just whatever in general.

The best one EVER was on a day that I was training a new person, and I saw a familiar car get pulled over right across the street (where the semis usually park on the weekends). The old 76 chevelle that belonged to my ex bf and his trailer trash 500 pound bleach blonde hair trying to squeeze into size 4 clothes girlfriend and their love child. Yeah, that guy I was so...upset about. I excused myself to get some "fresh air" and left my trainee to attend to the customers while I watched and literally laughed out loud (I actually laughed...like....evil laugh...kind of like a villian in a movie laugh) as he was arrested for driving while revoked and driving while under the influence. I laughed even harder as three officers fought to detain his 500 pound girlfriend. I was hoping they'd pull the tazer on her, but luckily, my boys in blue were tough and got her to knock it off.

Nowadays, you can imagine, living in such a ghettooooo neighborhood....the cops are always around here. Many times I've seen the Police SUV (not sure what that's used for) and many nights I've looked out the window to see cops parked on the street just hangin out. I drove by one who appeared to be playing Solitaire one night lol.

And of course, the Drama Llama follows EVERYONE in this neighborhood. Unlike most people who just fight in their apartments, well, these people fight out in the street. Not literally fist fight.....but yell and scream fight. You'd think this was the set of Maury or Jerry Springer. "I WANT MY F*CKIN CHILD SUPPORT YOU PIECE OF SHIT!" "NAH BABY YOU'S AINT GETTTIN NO SUPPORT DAT BABY AINT MINE!" "BABY YOU'RE DRUNK STOP YELLING AT ME!" "YOU CHEATED ON ME? I'M GONNA F*CKIN KILL YOU!"

[protege]

On the way to work this morning...I got to see flashing blue and red lights. That neighborhood is relatively safe. However, someone got hit (and dragged :eek: ) by a car about 2-3 weeks ago, so I wasn't too bothered--maybe the cops had cornered a fleeing suspect?

Anyway, as I came around the last corner for the traffic light what did I see?

A smashed police cruiser up on the sidewalk. The cop hit the freaking building! How he did that I have no idea, since it's not like they jump out into traffic or anything... :rolleyes:

[Cia]

My cousin gets followed by the cops almost every week when he rides his moped/scooter thing. In SD those vehicles aren't required to be licensed. But it looks like most of the RC cops don't know this so they either pull him over or follow him home while talking to dispatch. Told Dad that he needs to get him a plate that says NOLICRQRD for gits and shiggles.

[MadMike]

On the last evening of my first trip to Wildwood with my friends, we were walking back to our room, and we saw a car that had been pulled over by the cops, who were making the driver take "the test." Apparently, he failed miserably because they took him away. The let the passengers walk, even though they looked like they were also drunk. As they walked away, they were smiling, laughing, and waving goodbye to the driver.

From what one of the bystanders told us, the cops caught them doing 70 or 80 over the bridge leading into town.

[thegiraffe]

From what I understand, if you have to "do the walk", you're effectively screwed.

I'll never find out though. I know that if I've had ANY alcohol within the past 12 hours, no driving for me.

[protege]

From what one of the bystanders told us, the cops caught them doing 70 or 80 over the bridge leading into town.

Was that the lift bridge, Mike? If so, that's just insane!

[MadMike]

Was that the lift bridge, Mike? If so, that's just insane!

It's the one coming into town along Route 47, and I think it's one of those ones that can open up for boats to go thru, if that's what you mean by "lift bridge."