I had something similar happen to me once. The police claimed to have seen a "girl in distress" when they knocked on the door of a house party and spoke to the

I had something similar happen to me once. The police claimed to have seen a "girl in distress" when they knocked on the door of a house party and spoke to the host. They came back 15 minutes later with an EMT and forced entry. They arrested only me (paraphernalia and possession charges -- though none of it was actually mine). I was released that night on my own recognizance, they kept my clothing "as evidence," and I had to walk to a friends (3/4 of a mile) wearing only my boxers in December. The charges were later dropped. I was targeted that night because the sergeant on duty had a real thing against my older brother (who was, admittedly, a hell raiser), but my brother had left town a couple of years earlier after joining the Army and so he directed his bullshit at me. This was back in the '90s in a small rural area in Ohio. A place very similar to where Afroman lives today, in fact only 2 counties away.