Almost getting caught stories

a week agok today my friends mom found my pipe at her house. My friend took it from me b/c i was shitfaced and she didnt want my mommy to search me.

 

I just remembered this one, although it happened to a close friend of mine, not me, but it's pretty funny if you ask me.

Okay, so two of my friends are driving around in their truck after smoking a couple blunts and drinkin' some JD. They still had about an eight left but they were out of blunts (they hate pipes). So they decided to drive up to a liquor store to go buy some Optimos. They see that there are a few police cars in the parking lot and that the liquor store's door is broken, but they decide it's cool anyways (they were pretty fucked up).

So, they walk up to the door and look inside and stand there for like a minute thinking. It turns out that the liquor store had just been robbed and the police were there investigating. After standing there, really stoned, for like a minute they realize what's going on and start walking back to their truck and drive away. But one of the cops sees them and thinks it's suspicious so they follow them and pull 'em over.

The cop tells them that he smells alcohol and my friend whose driving says that his friend was and he was just taking him home. The cop asks them to get out of the car so he can search it and my friends agree willingly. After they get out, the cop finds the eight (which my friends totally forgot about) lying right in the cup holder. I don't remember the details of what happened next, but I know it wasn't pretty...

 

here's my story.. so me and two of my friends just got some fine ass nugs, and we were debating where we should go smoke.. we could've gone to my friends apt, but it was like 20 minutes away, and we would've had to come back later anyways, so we decided we would smoke at this park (it was about 11:30 at night). I was driving and I told them I didn't want my car to stink like weed, so we had to smoke outside. So we each had a one-ie behind the warming house, and right as we finish a cop pulls up. my friend pockets the weed, and we go talk to the cop, and i give him my license and stuff. turns out the park was closed. so the cop goes back to his car, and another cop pulls up, and i was starting to feel pretty baked at this point, and their lights were shining right on us, so we're trying to look sober. so the cops come back and start shining their flashlights in my car, and looks around where we were sitting, and finally lets us go. so one cop drives off, and the other one backs up and waits for me to leave, and this was the first time i had ever driven stoned.
so anyways, there are so many things that could've gotten us caught. we probably would've been caught if we smoked in my car. my friend who pocketed the weed almost put it in the car instead, so the cop probably would've found it. plus we weren't even going to go to the park in the first place.

 

Haha, I know it's serious but these are some pretty good stories. I have one that will most definitely top the 2 ounces one though.

1) Last year about a week before 4/20 a friend of mine and her bro got about 4 OUNCES of KB. Well her mom is the manager at the Buger King that we both worked at, so I was working that day and she calls and talks to me about it for a minute. (Man, our managers were all so fucking cool they didn't give a shit) She was soo excited about it. So we hung up and I went back to work. Well 30 minutes later I get another call from her freaking the fuck out. Apparently cops had come knocking at their door so her bro started yelling at her to flush that shit, so she had to flush fucking 4 oz down the toilet. He answered the door and the cops were like, "Oh sorry, wrong house." That was some really fucked up stuff there.

2) This happened a couple of months ago. So we had just picked up our friend John and the four of us were debating on whether to smoke this blunt we had while just driving around or finding somewhere. I had about a dime leftover from the quarter we had and John had the joint. So my stupid friend pulls out IN FRONT OF A COP WHILE DRIVING so he just whips the car onto the road we turned onto. Well right between both of us was a cup with all the guts of the philly in it so I just stashed it under my seat and the cop was soo fucking cool to us, all my friend got was a warning but man, that was a scary occurence.

 

Me and a friend skipped my first period class and went to the ballpark to smoke a blunt of dro and just chill well we smoked a blunt and then went to mcdonalds we hid an eigth and a pipe at the ballpark cause we didnt wanna have it on us at school we ate at mcdonalds and i look at the watch and we have time to go back and smoke another bowl. we get back to the ballpark and as soon as i reach down to pick up the pipe. i look behind me and guess who shows up.... the cops i about shit on myself but luckily he just gets his dog out and the dog shits. so we leave and come back to get the dro and the cop was STILL there so i dropped off my friend and he left and then finnaly we came back and smoked a bowl then went to school.

ive got some more stories but im too stoned to be typin

peace

 

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well i was in my living room with my family laying on the floor watching tv i had a bag of weed and my bowl in my pocket and they both fell out and i was so stoned, i got up to get a drink and when i came back into the room my shit was just sittin there on the floow in the middle of the room, thank god they didnt see it

one time when i was at my friends house we snuck out of his house and were just standing there next to his house smoking a bowl, we didnt think of it but his moms window was right above us but on the second floor, all of a sudden u hear the window open and she said his name like 10 times and we just stood there for like 5 minutes stiff as boards and the window just closed so we continued smoking the bowl, she didnt say anything the next morning.

another one of my friends live 2 hours away and stays at his cousins house near my house, me and a couple friends gave him a ride back to his house to get his car which had a fake inspection sticker, license plates off a different car, and his license was expired, were going down the highway and hes smoking a joint and desides to race us. bad idea lol he got pulled over and he shoved his stash up in the dash. his car got towed to the police impound, the cops never found it, he went to the impound the next day and got it lol.

 

I have a couple actually...

This first time was actually the first time I actually got stoned from smokin pot. i smoked a couple bowls before but didnt feel a thing. Anyways, me and a friend get off the bus one day and we meet up with another one of his friends...who happens to have a good bowlpack or 2 on him. So we decide to go smoke some. First we tried smokin it outside the pep area outside but the bowl we had was shit....it was a fuckin recorder instrument for god sake...so we head off campus anjd picked up a bottle and ghetto rigged one real quick. Well we were pretty fucked up and laughing and shit, so we come back on campus and Im really startin to feel it now....but as we leap over the fence, our principle was standin right there watching us....he asked us for our names and everything. Oh dear god it was prob the most scariest thing in my life...we ditched wat we had left behind a shed and went walkin with him to his office....the longest 5 minutes of my life...kids were just getting into class. Well turns out we all got expelled. But it was pretty cool, I started smokin =)

Another good time was when me and a friend headed to this indoor pool area to catch some smoke, and we came back to my driveway, and i placed the fuckin bowl like right next to me on the curve. I forgot about ti and started playin guitar. Perfect set up....my mom drives home...sees us fuckin wailing to these old lynard skynard songs with a marble bowl sitin right next to me. Man that was fun...she didnt know but still, pretty crazy.

One more...i just bought about a 1/4 of some KB of this guy and so i head back to the same indoor pool to smoke it (favorite smoke out spot) and I must have smoked a good 4 or 5 bowls by myself. And I was flyin high....omg it was insane. So im walkin up this hill back to my house and I see this fucking cop car drive into my drive way...and Im like.....got dam....but turns out he was just turnin around so everything was good....went inside and played some Mario Paint on my Super Nes...yall prob never heard of that...

 

SNES is the sweetness. did you ever play PLOK?

anyway, the closest i ever came to getting caught was when my mom was at the computer in my room and i had a bag stashed in this little tub of catnip. she opened it to give some to my cat and i was sweating bullets. luckily, she didnt find it. i was so tweaked out, i felt i had to find a whole new place to put my shit.

 

I smoked a fat blunt in my room one day after school with my friend Brandon, my brother and his friend. Then I left cnadles and incense out on accident and left. Also tweezers we used for a roach clip. Then later my mom called me to come home because my dad didnt know where i was and i had left a message on his phone. but he didnt get it of course. so then when i got home he wasked me why i was smoking pot. and he said he found the tweezers and they smelled and had resin on them. and im like Whats Resin? I completely pulled it off. Somehow. But then I think he took the tweezers to get them tested or something and that obviously didnt work.


That was the only time he ever really went upstairs in my room, just to see if I was there.

 

My friend and I were sitting in my hot tub and we were smoking out of this awesome wood pipe, and then all the sudden my mom comes home. WE didn't hear her and she comes outside and is like what you girls up to, my friend drops the lighter in the hot tub and put the pipe against the side. Then my mom walks closer and my cell phone stated to ring. I got up real fast and blocked my friend from view and told my mom to leave I didn't wanna talk on the phone when she was there. That night my heart almost stopped!

 

well me and my friends take 1/4ounce to this concert out in the bush and smoke a few joints before we go in anyway when the high wears off we decide its safe enough to smoke some more and so we have a joint each under this tree away from everyone. my friends got like nearly an inch left and this over 18 friend comes and trades the rest of the J for a can of jim beam. almost immediately after the grog merchand leaves we are surrounded by security guards who confiscate the alchohol and kick us out... sooo close to getting arrested there coz we realised after that that the place was crawling with cops and sniffer dogs... and so we eventually leave just walking past the cops and aaaargh...... but i wasnt really scared that time though

 

ive got a pretty good one....me and one of my best friends were chilling at his house and he usta have a bong so we would chill in his room smoking bowls so we were baked as hell and so eventually we crashed and the next morning im woken up by his mom going...so wheres your stash!! i know you were smoking.. and i was like oh shit...i was so scared to open my eyes so he tells her a bunch of bullshit so she leaves then later on that day we went to the park to toke and were walking back and we see his mom so were like oh shit and shes like let me see your pockets...she ment mine cuse it looked like i had something in them...so i was like ok...i showed her my big pockets by my knees and she was like oh ok i thought it looked like something was in there ....like a pipe! so were walking back to his house and im like holy shit...it was in my right poket...if she had asked me to show her my right pocket we would have both been fucked...and she woulda taken my bowl..close call.

 

ok, so my ex and I were driving home from Erie, PA (a good 45 min drive) and we're tokin a bowl on the highway, right? We had a system when it came to smokin in the car. I held the wheel while he hit the pipe and we both looked out for each other. Well, I remember we had some dank ganja (we had almost a whole ounce in the car) and I got pretty stoned and my eyesight wasn't too great. I met eyes with a cop's as I was reaching over to hold the wheel while Erik was hitting the pipe. He was going the opposite direction on the highway and we had just passed a turnaround. I seen his lights go on in the rearview mirror.

I knew we were fucked.

I could see him behind us and I pulled out a cigarette and lit it (it was disgusting! but I didn't want the car to smell so damn skunky) while Erik did the only thing he knew, tear off the next exit. But he was too close! He would see us pull off! right?

NO! He didn't! We drove around back country roads in the middle of winter for 2 hours before we dared get back on the highway and go home. It was such a rush!

 

haha that sounds like it would suck