This is being written to share my experience with growing and how easy shit can hit the fan.
Me n the wife are kinda young, me mid twentys her early twentys. She has been a good girl all her life and I am a felon thats spent considerable time in jail and at this time of the incident on parole(I dont wish to go back lol). You see why this is relavent shortly, were both medical marijuana patients.
So in 2009 on Febuary 14, Valientes Day, around 2 pm there comes a knock on my door. I look thru my peep hole to see a police officer @ my door. This isnt the first time, my next door neighbor is a crazy bitch n likes to call them even after being threated with eviction from our landlord, but thats anthor crazy story in itself. Me being the felon I am, and not telling my PO where I really lived, though knowning we were 100% legal, I still feared the police.
Quickly I came to my wife and asked her to face the police, I know im a coward but if your a felon on parole in a aparment full of weed you understand. And being on parole and on our lease means if the cop knows I live there, they can enter and search without any reason at all. Being the wonderfull (sometimes) wife she is she came to the door as I retreated back. I have drilled it in her brain to say all the right things if this day came, as some of you know even growing legally still carrys risks, say the wrong thing and find yourself in the same place as those that dont grow legally.
So, she opens the door and says hello and asks how she can help him?
Officer says, "Someone called and said they havent seen anyone leaving the apratment in a few days, smelt something like dead bodys coming from our apartment." (we have excellent smell control, not what ur tinkn)
No Fucking joke. So Wife says, "Well were fine I dont know why anyone would think that."
Officer, "Well can I come in and make sure everything is ok?"
Wife, "No you can not, were fine thank you very much."
She knows our rights, no warrent, no visable crime means he has no fucking right to enter my space. She attempts to say thanks ask if she can help him any other way and after he says no, she tries to close the door in his face as is her legal right.
He puts his foot in the door.
He explains that he must see that everyone is ok, and if she didnt allow him to enter he would arrest her. She says, "For what?" and this really seemed to make him snap.
At this point he just begins to intimadate her and eventually knowing we have nothing to hide allows him to enter and informs him she and I are Medical Marijuana patients and have a legal grow going. So, he hand cuffs her. Next they go to my room wich I was in, knock on the door and kick it open within a second WITH guns drawn, real CHIPS shit.. (wasnt locked or even fully closed)
So to shorten up they seperated us and started to throw a barriage of questions at us meant to make us incriminate ourselves in something illegal. Then after about 45 minutes of games they took us out of our apartment and put us in patrol cars, in handcuffs, directly infront of our apartment complex.
I asked multiple times if I was being arrested or detained, I was informed im under arrest but to quote in exact words "were just not sure what your under arrest for." After 20 more minutes, finally someone informed me that they must wait to get a investigator to come and determine what our charges were. Being pretty experienced I just kept my mouth shut and waited.
Well 30-45 minutes later some black man shows up dressed like a detective and walks up the stairs and into my apartment, after five minutes he is coming out shaking his head but I cant hear from where im at.
Next thing you know, 1 hour later(sat in car while they were trying to find a way to take me to jail), yes this really took almost three hours, im in my room infront of my 20 Beautiful OG Kush plants 1 WEEK from harvest talking to the head of the Sherrif Station of my city about how my grow is LEGAL! He even gives me his cell phone number and a case number to give any cop if I have anthor similar problem.
Ok, That part was fucking cool, I mean u should have seen there faces when they HAD to let us go, one cop even slammed his paperwork on the back of the car and exclaimed "FUCK! I really thought we had a bust." The satisfaction I felt was incredible. But that is besides the fact, my rights were completly violated (well wifes since I didnt have ne), they risked our security, we could have had landlord trouble etc...
Dont think because you are ultra carefull something cant happen, plan for the unexpected. I keep a tight grow going, no smells, no weird lights, went to extreme measures to hide everything. It happened to me and can happen to you. Lukily, im legal and have changed my life enuf I dont have to worrie if a cop were to search my house, but if your still reading, you havent, and your story will have a diffrent ending.
PataLoco
Me n the wife are kinda young, me mid twentys her early twentys. She has been a good girl all her life and I am a felon thats spent considerable time in jail and at this time of the incident on parole(I dont wish to go back lol). You see why this is relavent shortly, were both medical marijuana patients.
So in 2009 on Febuary 14, Valientes Day, around 2 pm there comes a knock on my door. I look thru my peep hole to see a police officer @ my door. This isnt the first time, my next door neighbor is a crazy bitch n likes to call them even after being threated with eviction from our landlord, but thats anthor crazy story in itself. Me being the felon I am, and not telling my PO where I really lived, though knowning we were 100% legal, I still feared the police.
Quickly I came to my wife and asked her to face the police, I know im a coward but if your a felon on parole in a aparment full of weed you understand. And being on parole and on our lease means if the cop knows I live there, they can enter and search without any reason at all. Being the wonderfull (sometimes) wife she is she came to the door as I retreated back. I have drilled it in her brain to say all the right things if this day came, as some of you know even growing legally still carrys risks, say the wrong thing and find yourself in the same place as those that dont grow legally.
So, she opens the door and says hello and asks how she can help him?
Officer says, "Someone called and said they havent seen anyone leaving the apratment in a few days, smelt something like dead bodys coming from our apartment." (we have excellent smell control, not what ur tinkn)
No Fucking joke. So Wife says, "Well were fine I dont know why anyone would think that."
Officer, "Well can I come in and make sure everything is ok?"
Wife, "No you can not, were fine thank you very much."
She knows our rights, no warrent, no visable crime means he has no fucking right to enter my space. She attempts to say thanks ask if she can help him any other way and after he says no, she tries to close the door in his face as is her legal right.
He puts his foot in the door.
He explains that he must see that everyone is ok, and if she didnt allow him to enter he would arrest her. She says, "For what?" and this really seemed to make him snap.
At this point he just begins to intimadate her and eventually knowing we have nothing to hide allows him to enter and informs him she and I are Medical Marijuana patients and have a legal grow going. So, he hand cuffs her. Next they go to my room wich I was in, knock on the door and kick it open within a second WITH guns drawn, real CHIPS shit.. (wasnt locked or even fully closed)
So to shorten up they seperated us and started to throw a barriage of questions at us meant to make us incriminate ourselves in something illegal. Then after about 45 minutes of games they took us out of our apartment and put us in patrol cars, in handcuffs, directly infront of our apartment complex.
I asked multiple times if I was being arrested or detained, I was informed im under arrest but to quote in exact words "were just not sure what your under arrest for." After 20 more minutes, finally someone informed me that they must wait to get a investigator to come and determine what our charges were. Being pretty experienced I just kept my mouth shut and waited.
Well 30-45 minutes later some black man shows up dressed like a detective and walks up the stairs and into my apartment, after five minutes he is coming out shaking his head but I cant hear from where im at.
Next thing you know, 1 hour later(sat in car while they were trying to find a way to take me to jail), yes this really took almost three hours, im in my room infront of my 20 Beautiful OG Kush plants 1 WEEK from harvest talking to the head of the Sherrif Station of my city about how my grow is LEGAL! He even gives me his cell phone number and a case number to give any cop if I have anthor similar problem.
Ok, That part was fucking cool, I mean u should have seen there faces when they HAD to let us go, one cop even slammed his paperwork on the back of the car and exclaimed "FUCK! I really thought we had a bust." The satisfaction I felt was incredible. But that is besides the fact, my rights were completly violated (well wifes since I didnt have ne), they risked our security, we could have had landlord trouble etc...
Dont think because you are ultra carefull something cant happen, plan for the unexpected. I keep a tight grow going, no smells, no weird lights, went to extreme measures to hide everything. It happened to me and can happen to you. Lukily, im legal and have changed my life enuf I dont have to worrie if a cop were to search my house, but if your still reading, you havent, and your story will have a diffrent ending.
PataLoco
Well one of them was being watched and led the cops to my friends house. They called back up after seeing the cars and smelling the dank rolling out the house. Cops even managed to drum up some lousy warrant at 11pm to kick his door in. Rob was arrested with over 14 lbs in the house and 10 plants. He was released five hours later when his pre paid lawyer watched the video with a judge and the Oakland County prosecutor of them entering the home, the third man in holding the warrant. Illegal entry. Invalid execution of search warrant service procedure. 
