krackdagawd
Inspire.
Watching this and dude was dead on, I don't know anyone from my circle of friends who doesn't have a "cop story". Is there anyone here who hasn't? And for those who have drop a story.
I'll start with my first negative interaction with police. I was maybe 11 or 12 years old and had a friend from church who lived in Nutley NJ (white area). Dude had mad video games and his parents were mad cool so me and my friends would ride our bikes/skateboards from Newark to Nutley (we would cut through the park). Anyway there were three of us and we were maybe 5 minutes away from his house when a cop car pulls up next to us flashes the light one time and tells us to stop and get off the street. We all immediately went
, the two cops hop out and ask us where did we get the bikes from. We told him they were our bikes and we were going to a friends house. Mind you we were all scared as fukk. So one of the cops said there have been people making complaints that their children's bikes were being stolen the last few months. My friends and I immediately start crying and telling the cops that these are our bikes and we didn't take them. So the cop tells us to sit on the sidewalk for a few minutes and if they get any calls about stolen bikes in the next few that we are all fukked. A few minutes turns to hours and we were all scared as fukk and crying the whole time.The cops now looked upset, they put our bikes and skateboard in the trunk and tell us to get in the car, they drove around for what seemed like 20 minutes dropped us off at the boarder of Belleville/Nutley. They then said that we had to bring our parents to the Nutley police station to pick up our bikes with proof that it was ours. It took us like almost two hours to get home fukking 11 year olds walking through Newark at like 11:30 at night.
When I got home and told my father what happened it was probably the angriest I've ever seen him(and I've witnessed him stab a man). I don't know if he was more angry about what the cops did or the fact that there was pretty much nothing we could do about it. My parents papers weren't right at the time so we never went back to get my bike and I stopped going to that friend's house.I have another story about my friend and I getting the shyt beat out of us by Newark police on his 2nd day back from his 2nd tour of Iraq.
, I'll drop that later on if the thread pops.
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these MFs throw be in the back of the car and left the patrol car windows up and it was hot as fukk in there. My eye was bleeding, my wrists were bleeding and my forehead had cuts too. I was in the back if the squad car for 20 mins. 


"yea I think so.." . I'm like
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He was a cac. I laughed. He said
sat in the back for about 30min, and instead of taking me to detention center- this dude started driving around a fukked up neighborhood.. thought this dude was about to feed me to the wolves.. after about another 30min, he pulls into a parking lot with 4 more cop cars.. guess the sergeant was there, and the cop goes over talks to him, and dude said take me to jail..
they took me downtown, took a mugshot, fingerprints and all that shyt.. after holding me in a cell for about an hour- they came and let me out just to say they couldnt book me for skateboarding, and couldnt prove i "assaulted" the bike cop..
