Your parents flushed your stash

I was in high school, late '70's/early '80's, when dad caught me doing bong hits at the bedroom window. Then there was the lecture, and helplessness of watching the goodies swirling down into the vortex...

 

my parents just found it one day, or rather I didn't find it where I left it. I never said a word and nither did they.

 

yeah man pretty much the same with me. like I have left stuff out on accident and I know my parents saw it because it was moved and shit.
but yeah I just respect there rules and dont do it in there house. so they respect me and dont care

 

My stepmother actually Burned a bag once....she tossed it out into the trash burned it...Im not sure what she was thinking.
Problem was , it wasnt mine.

 

My parents have given up on the lecture by now. If they find it, which they did over the weekend, they just flush it and act like nothing happed. Hoping that I will go to them asking "if they took my weed". Like I would ever do that?!

 

Once my parents found a bag when I was home, they took the bag (about a quarter of pot) and I heard them go into the bathroom and flush the toilet.

The next morning my mom threw the bag on my bed and said "this better be all you're doing"...

Good times

 

My parents just recently admitted they used to steal weed from me.

 

lol. i lost 13 bowls and a countless number of bags from my parents. after a while, i was convinced my mom had some sort of magical ability to find my weed and know when i had some with me. i'd hide it in a dozen different places and she'd find each and every one.

at first, my mom got pissed about it. after a while, she didn't care. i remember one time i had a half pound in this little apartment attached to our house where my grandma used to live. i had to "herd" her out of the room so she didn't take it. no way was i gonna lose the hp of californian meccie i took back on that plane in coffee tins. (the trippiest part about that story was how we took it onto a military base drunk at 18 years old...me and a buddy). my buddy found this weightlifting belt and strapped his herb into his waist...i just had mine in my pockets. when we got on base at 1am, i had to show id (we were staying at the navy lodge...cheaper rooms). anyway, yeah, it was a triiip.

 

About the best access I ever had to good smoke was in the military stationed in Germany over twenty years ago. A buddy of mine used to get this opiated hash that would make your head spin. I never asked him where he got it, but I'll bet a majority of drug transport in this country happens aboard military vehicles, air craft, and ships.

In high school my friends and I would joke about how, when we got older and had kids ourselves, our rolls would be reversed, and instead of hiding it from our parents, we'd be hiding it from our kids. Now here we are with kids, and sure enough, we're hiding it from 'em. One of my kids is in high school, and I'm sure he knows what's up, but we don't talk much about it, sort of a don't ask, don't tell policy. But if and when it comes down to it, I'd rather see him smoke pot than drink alcohol.

I wonder how many parents out there act like they're flushing their kid's stash, but really pocket it for themselves.

 

My parents just threw it out...still in the baggie.

I'm not above rooting through the trash for a couple grams. Usually later that night after the lecture. Nothing like a good toke to get over that.

 

When I smoked, I never kept it in the house.
My mom did throw away an awful lot of my music cds though. lol

 

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My mom found half an ounce in my room once. We where smoking some of it the following weekend.

 

They put smoke alarms in mine and my brothers' bedrooms!! we just took the batteries out...We did start going out on the roof though,we didnt have to worry about the smell then..