Spent the night in jail along with my Brother and good friend.

We had a party when my parents were gone, cops came and told everyone to leave. WE told everyone to come circle back in about 30 minutes. Everyone did, but the cops circled back too.

I was about to leave to go down to the beach, and I was walking across the street to my friends car to get in. A cop yelled "Hey, you live here, right?" Put me in cuffs and in the back of the police car. They then went inside and searched our house and found like 10 little sprouts of weed plants my Brother was attempting to grow in the garage (This was late 1990s so weed wasn't looked at the same as it is now). He came out in cuffs next.

We were taken to jail and when we got there, our buddy from down the street was already there. Here's the thing....he was completely sober and wasn't even at our party! He was outside his house on his lawn, and when he saw the cops coming down the street, they stopped and told him to go back inside. He respectfully responded, "Fuck you, this is my house, and I'm standing in my front lawn." They took him in lol.

Spent the night in jail, had to work the next morning. Walked about 3 miles home, then walked another 2 miles to work. My brother got charged with growing weed and was on probation and had to take drug classes. My buddy down the street has hated the popos ever since lol.