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When I was in high school and me and my dealer were busted for weed by our parents, the cops would literally follow me around town and pull me over for anything hoping I would lead them to drugs. The fact that I was a minority probably didn't help. It was more annoying than anything because it was one of those really snotty towns of noveau-riche douchebags and so I'd be the one held up as a "bad example" by the parents of friends who were literally chugging bottles of liquor and popping their parent's painkillers on a weekly basis. Then again a few years out of high school I ran into a cop at 5 a.m. while tripping balls and the guy was friendly and didn't seem to notice nor care that my pupils looked like dishplates, so 
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