This reminds me of a time in the late 90’s. Story time!
My girlfriend was getting out of jail on a drug charge after doing a few months. It was summer and as a surprise I was going to pick her up and take her to the ocean for the weekend. A month before I had baught a newer car and done a lot of work to it. It was an 87 GLI jetta. I did some work to the engine , full suspension, roll cage and wheels. It was bad ass and she enjoyed my cars and I thought I’m going to drive this fucker down to get her then to the beach.
Well back then you could get away with things that became a bit more difficult registration wise. One was what me and my buddies called “party tags”. It’s where you take tags from a similar car and put them on another without registering or inspecting the car. If the pigs stop you they could never really catch on.
So I took the tags from a white 88 jetta I had and put them on the 87 GLI. Since I was young and stupid I opted to leave the front tag off the car and instead put a European tag on the front ( because volkswagen). I tossed the front tag in the back seat , got her some clothes for the weekend , hit the weed spot and drove to the jail.
I picked her up she was excited about the trip , happy to be out and thought the car “was cool”.
We had a 2.5 hour drive ahead so I gave her the oz of bud and she rolled a few blunts. It was a perfect day.
We were crusing through Southern MD on a secondary road going through some shit town and this pig pulls behind us and kicks on his lights. FUCK !
“What’s wrong” she says
The car isn’t registered 🤢, give me the bud .
I put the herb in my pocket because I didn’t want to be fumbling around. The pig comes up to the car and says “I pulled you over because in the state of MD you need to display your front tag, license and registration!”
No problem , here’s my license aaaaand , uh oh I don’t have my registration.
Pig: why not
Me: well I got pulled over 2 weeks ago (true story actually) and I don’t think the cop returned my paperwork.
Pig: he’s not supposed to do that
Me: I know , crazy right , well mistakes happen , nobody’s perfect , I actually have the front tag right in the back seat and can put it on right now.
Pig: hold on I’ll be right back
This fucker was back at his car for 20 minutes , another pig pulls up behind him , I try to hide the sack under the dash in the fuse box , it tears open and dumps all the bud at my feet. We’re fucked , she’s going back to jail and me too.
Well they were morons and baught my crazy story. He walks back to the car and tells me to “pull over in a parking lot and he’s going to watch me put the tag on”. “And one more thing, make sure you get your registration back , I could have written you a ticket for that”
No problemo,will do, have a nice day!
Wound up being a kick ass weekend. When I pulled up on costal highway we stopped at 7-11 and when I opened the car door to get out there was a 10 pack of E pills on the ground. There were a couple dudes who got in a dust up , one with a bloody nose looking dazed and in the scuffle must have dropped it. Me and my girl ate them all
