what is your closest call? tell the story. mine is i had a bad habit of carrying around more weed than necessary in my grinder and leaving it in the pocket of my pants after i take them off, and my mom has a nasty habit of cleaning my room so my mom found my grinder but didnt tell my dad,(whew!) so she calls me up to her room and asks me what it is i say "its a grinder for herbs"(haha) and she asks me what i grind with it and i said "herbs usually"(haha) and she opens it up and i had like 3-4 grams in it not ground up yet and im like oh shit in my head. so she askes what it is and i said that it was cloves for hand-rolled clove cigarettes, and she buys it! god good times mebe ill tell more later on. im interested in hearing your stories. peace
almost the same thing happened to me, mum also has a habit of cleaning my room and checking my pockets of clothes before they go in the wash, anyway she found a bag which had a few crumbs in my pocket from the night before, took me into kitchen showed me the bag and said 'thats marijuana'.......so i just said yeh...started giving me the usual lecture like dont do that, who are you getting it from etc. anyway my dad would freak out so like your mum shes not going to tell him. haha
when i was like 12 my mom found a homemade hookah in my room and i found it almost a year later in her closet..it was sick..
last year at school i was skipping my home ed class to go smoke some weed in the woods behind the school.. as soon as i turned the last corner that leads to the exit, one of the school cops saw me and asked me what the hell was i doing, i just looked at him and tryed to keep walking, he then grabbed my shoulder and told me i had to go with him to the police office!... while we were walking there i stuck me pipe, lighter and weed in the sleave on my hoodie.. when we got to the office the searched me 2 different times and never found my stuff.... when they released me to class i went to the woods and got high as hell!
one time i went with my friend jason to the appartments accross the street from the sk8park to buy some weed.. after we bought the weed we started walking back to the sk8 park, out of no where a cop stoppedup and said that he had probabal cuase and hesearched us and found all our weed... he then cuffed us and put us in the back of the car... 3 minutes later he took us back out of the car and the cop told jason to put all the weed on the back of the car the sweep it off and stomp it in the ground... the cop said there was a bank robbery in progress and he let us go... after he drove away we went back and piked are weed up and went and smoked all of itin the woods by the sk8park......
one day i got called down to the office at school and the principal asked me for a paper, i had the paper in the same poket i had my pipe in, and when i put it on her desk she said it smelled like weed and she told me to empty out my pokets, i was like ''ohhh shit!!!'' so i took out everything exept the pipe and turned my poket inside out, but not all the way out, and she patted me down... she never felt orsaw my lil marble pipe... when she told me to go back to class i went and smoked a few bowls with my freind in the woods behind the school...
ive had one too many close calls.... i would tell yall more close call stories but its 5am and im stoned and tired as hell
Hey buddha, if you are really under 18 than whenever the rent-a-cop grabbed your shoulders and whenever the principal patted you down they were assaulting you. Seriously, people over 18 are not allowed to touch minors (unless they're a cop or doctor or something like that)... get a lawyer and sue them.
