so im putting my clothes from one corner of the room to the other corner, and i pick up a pair of shorts i feel like wearing. after i put them on i check my pocket and found this nug. weighed it and turns out its 2.4g.
haha! awsome man! i had something similar to that happen once.. i've packed bowls in bed before and this once i was laying down to go to sleep and i felt something in my bed and it turned out to be a little nug. it wasn't much but i had nothing at the time and that was enough to get a reasonable high. i love finding stuff!
once i went on a vacation with a friend and he looked in one of his pockets in his suitcase and he pulled out a nug, unfortunately it was pretty linty....and even more unfortunate was that we tried it, it was H-O-R-R-I-B-L-E
i dont understand how poeple can loose almsot 8th's and foget about them lol. i guess if you buy in ounces and stuff, or if your a dealer, but still, i leave no weed unaacounted for, tis so precious.
I had some luck after getting the crap scared out of me. I just got finished smoking up and there's a knock at the door. So I put my bong behind the couch and open up the door. Standing on my front step are TWO COPS! It's a good thing I was able to stay calm. They were just looking for the guy who lives upstars (who I didn't like anyways.) I just told them I didn't know where he was, and they thank me and left. Did you ever get really bad paranoids? I had the worst, with visions running through my head of a legion of cops kicking my door in totally messing me up. During that time I emptied a whole can of air freshener in the place thinking all the while that the had to smell my weed. But the good part is 20 minutes later I was able to get my buzz back.
I've had luck, but not good. back in december i was only smoking about once a day, but i never had to buy any thing, not that i remembered anyway. well then one night my mom comes in my room looking for a ruler(yea i was like wtf too) and she opens up my top drawer and finds a bag of weed. it was alot too, probably a full eighth cuz I had no memory at all of it being there. I got out of it tho, saying that a friend of mine mustve left it here to hide it from his parents. She flushed every last bit of it, which really pissed me off. I told her that she shoulda put it in the fireplace, that way itd be fun for the whole family . but no, she flushed it
Me and about 6 people were on one of my friends porche and we were rollin joints. We were about to light up when we hear "EXCUSE ME". We just knew it was a cop and we had all this weed. We were all trying to hide it so whoever it was couldnt see it. But it turned out it was a man who's car broke down. He came up to the porch and was like "damn, it smells good up here" it was so fuckin funny.
oh man!!! that sucks. dude... you should have been like hey mom it's not my nugs, but im not gonna lie i smoke reef, so do me a favor and don't flush it down the toilet?
I got a really bad paranoid case a long time ago, when I was still new to pot, and me and my best friend were almost caught by his mother, who knocked threatening on the door. Scared the shit out of me, and for a time I couldn't get the imagery of a demonic version of my best friend's mom out of my head. Damn that sucks... if it makes ya feel any better, even though my mother doesn't suspect that I smoke (she's very naive), she routinely roots around my room and moves stuff around, etc., simply because she's an obsessive-compulsive control freak about neatness. I really can't do anything about it because my parents simply don't believe that I have any right to keep my room looking the way I prefer (as it's still under their roof), and it'd arouse suspicion if I protested. So I've just become very good at hiding things, which I guess is a plus.:sunglasse
one of the luckyest days ever was back in school, during my freshman year, me and my friend just got out of gym at the end of the day and we were walking down the hall and i see a rolled up plastic bag... we both smoke, so i realize what it looks like but i thought it was a joke and i turn around and point it out but my friend goes to pick it up and its like a g and a half so were so fucking excited and we go behind the school and smoke the whole bag... best day ever!
A friend of mine found a baggie laying out in the parking lot near his car. Another friend washed a baggie of weed but let it dry and we still smoked it. We called it detergent weed. I couldn't tell a difference. I get hardcore paranoid sometimes. It's probably because I don't smoke that often. Back when I used to smoke a few times a day I didn't get that paranoia unless I had to go home while high just cause I was afraid my mom would notice. She never found out until I told her, about a week before I moved out
