Man, I was smoking in the park this one night with a friend. We saw a bunch of teenagers walk by on a path way down a hill. It was getting dark, so they may not have seen us. Then we see a cop car pull out of nowhere and go the same way as the teens.I'm like 90% sure the cops were chasing those kids for weed and that they didn't see us at all. I was so paranoid. We went out of the park, at which point I realized that I was walking like Cotton fucking Hill because I couldn't feel my legs. I was that high. So we sat for a while just outside the park until my anxiety overrode my numbness and we left.

The idea that anyone on weed, specifically, would get aggressive and attack a cop is pure fucking madness to me, but I guess that shit makes sense when most of the people you socialize with are fucked up on stimulants and steroids and are prone to aggressive and/or violent outbursts.