Ok well here's mine. I went over to my bestfriend greg's house on a sat. night. His mom was gone Christmas shopping and his dad was out jamming at the studio with his buds. So we didn't expect him back till late (on nights when he does that he usually isn't in till 3 or 4). So we find it the perfect oppertunity. We finaly after calling like 7 diff. people to see if they'd sell us some weed got enough to roll a blunt, and a swisher sweet. So I did the usual procedure and rolled us a not half bad blunt. We went and got the stoner chik up the street and we smoked it. We went up to greg's room to chill andhis brother came home, now he had two, one that smokes and doesn't care if we do and one that doesn't and would if we did. So the stupid one comes home and starts lookin at us and shakin his head and sniffin. So we don't feel like dealin with his crap so we go up to Katie's house (the stoner chik). She let's us in the back door to her little hang ut room and we start watchin Pochahontis (I dunno man she realy wanted us too, it was kinda weird with the talking tree and all). So then Matt (the cool brother) comes up there drunk as hell and chills with us. He tells us that his dad is back so we get a lil worried cuz his only rule is that we have ot be back by midnight and its 11:15. So we finish the movie and finaly decide to walk back home. We go in tryin to act natural and he sorta stares at us. Then he says "Have you guys been drinkin?" We both look at each other scared and say no. Then he lets us go up to greg's room and we just chilled and watched TV. HE didn't give s anymore crap or anything. But it was the closest I've ever been to getting caught. S o let's hear some of your stories.
try getting caught stealing 200$ from your moms ATM card and buying a fat sack of dark green buds covered in gold crystals and then not getting the card back in time and her scowering your room and coming up witha fat sack of reefer.....yeah i know it was dumb but it happened.....my own dad almost turned me into the cops for that one but my momt alked him out of it and iw as grounded for a very very very long time.
^damn man, thats an aweful story, sorry that happened. Guess karma, in a way, came back and kicked in the ass huh? There have been many small chances that in which i would of been caught. Lets see, the first one... I was at my friends house and his mom was at work, so as his usually days go he gets about 4-5 friends over and has a smoke sesh. I happened to be there and his mom came home a little early about 5 minutes after we were done smoking in his room. His mom comes in and notices there is still smoke and knows that we smoked (my friend has gotten caught many many times, but this is the first inncedent that i was involved in.) Luckly my friend backed up the story and told his mom that i dont smoke, so nothing happened to me there, just got realllly freaked out. Then actually yesterday...i was just chilling upstairs eating food, and i go downstairs to get a sweatshirt and i see my mom searching my closet(where my stash use to be.) and drawers, and i asked "what are you doing?", and she replies "just looking for an old gym shirt of yours for your sister to wear when she works out." I was scared shitless, and so i never got caught there...but if she looked 2 days earlier, i would of been fucked! And, alright last story(im full of em .) I was just eating dinner regularly, and i decided to prop my legs on the counter so they are in a diagnol upwards...well what happens is that she is in the room, faced the other way, and my cellphone and my stash drops, she then turns back around and luckly i picked up my stash before she saw, which if i were just two seconds to slow, i would of been fucked that time as well! I love being lucky...in some situations like that i almost get an adrenolin rush!
Yeah, I've never really been almost caught. Thought I was going to be, but that was just the paranoia. And now my parents know I smoke, so while I don't just blatantly smoke (out of respect), I don't worry about getting caught by anyone but the cops. And my probation-officer neighbor, who might turn me in. Bastard. So much for neighborly friendliness.
Oh man, I got one, this happened last friday One monday at school, i went to Adams Morgan in DC to buy a plastic bong for this freshmen who gave me 100 dollars to get it for him. So I get back to school (i had free periods) and i tell my friend about this bong i bought. He asks me desperately for the bowl, as he lost his a while back. So i give it to him, and its in a little plastic bag. As Im handing it to him near the water fountain, this middle school teacher walks by. Luke, the kid, quickly shoves the bag in his pocket, and we try and cover it up as best as we can. The teacher walks over to us, and says "What the hell was that." and Luke just says, "Oh, it was my ipod." The teacher says he doesnt believe us, and we quickly leave the building. The next day, I had 2 ounces of california orange that I grew organically this past summer. I also had 3 grams of bubblehash in my backpack. During my ap french class the next morning, the dean of students walks into the room, and tells my teacher that she needs to see me after class. Some little fuckhead goes "Is he in trouble?" normall,y everyone excpects the teacher to go "oh no, nothing like that" and then smile. In this case, she said "Yes, alot." So long story short, I ask to quickly use the bathroom before we talk. I flush 2 ounces of pot down the toilet, hahaha, it took me ten minutes, and i flushed the hash as well. When i get into her office, she asks me about it and what not, and I was kinda freaking out, but i lied perfectly. She now thinks im the class snitch, and that ill "come to her with any news." It was brilliant and scary as hell. And i lost so much weed.
shit ....2 ounces of home grown and and 3 grams of hash.... that suck so bad u should of just hid it in the bathroom till u where out of trouble and went back and got it later...
Haha, talk about taking away from a good high: Was at home from school a few months ago and had smoked--parents were asleep, I live in teh basement, so all's cool, right? But then the power goes out and for some reason, who knows why, my father decides that lack of power means he needs to come down to teh basement, wake me up, and give me a flashlight. Let me tell you, I was scared shitless. Nothing happened, he didn't know, no evidence, but I was scared as fuck... and weed making me paranoid didn't help! Horrid experience.
like willy said, why didnt you just hide the weed. i mean, at least just put it in teh toilet and put teh seat down, in teh chance that youd come back and no one had use the toilet.
thats so much bud...thats why i dont take riskes when taking stuff to school. The only times i bring stuff to school, i just believe in my head i dont have anything, and then at the end of the day i remember "oh ya, i've got bud! " I rarley go out to lunch to get high cause i dont want to get risk getting caught. I never have, and i dont look at all suspicious, so its all good. But still...2 ounces and 3 grams? I will be killing myself for doing that...
goddamn that is a lot of weed gone, but I probably would have done the same thing rather than getting caught.
Yea, its alot. But, last time this happened to someone, they searched the gym lockers, bathrooms, and trashcans, just because some dick decided to turn in some kid. They found it under the lockers, and he was kicked out that day. My school is such apothead school, its basically common knowledge that 70 percent of the kids have weed on them at once. The teachers getting a reason to search the kids is where it gets hard. But fuck it, I had plenty left, and not woth fuckign up your life.
thrawn, please refrain from telling stories of such a depressing nature. I'm gonna be down all day now. Anyways, I've been very close to being caught on numerous occassions, but the closest was this one time a couple months ago. My friend and I were driving around and we decided to go somewhere and roll up a joint. So I drive to this secluded area behind this one warehouse. I always go there to smoke so I didn't think anything of it. So we're chillin and I have my stash on my lap pickin the stems and seeds outta the bud. Well this cop car comes from around a corner and starts headin our way. My friend and I look at each other and we're just like, "fuck." We don't panic or anything and I casually take the stuff and toss it on the floor. The cop pulls up next to us and is like, "You know, this is private property, you shouldn't be here." I apologize and tell him that we were just gonna meet some friends. He tells us to wait for them at the end of the street. I'm like, "Yeah, no problem." So instead of pretending to wait for our friends we just took off. My friend and I both totally thought we were done for. It makes me scared to think of the countless times I've smoked there before. I'd go there with headphones and just listen to music puffin on joints. Damn, I've been lucky.
Well my first time almost getting caught was so obvice and bleak that we had no chance of getting away with it but we had only been smoking for about 2 months so we didnt know better. So my parents were having a super bowl party last year and my freind was over (and his parents). Well of coarse its gonna look kinda obvice when you dont see your son and his freind so his mom went looking for us. All the sudden after like 3 bowls we hear a knock on my door. We stash all the stuff, except my bowl we accidently left on the ground lol. She walks in and the first thing she says is "whos been smoking". We just denied everything, even though she walked into the closet and saw my bowl on the ground. Somehow we got away with it. (i think she gave us a free chance to get away with it) My next time was my first time on shrooms. O boy what a trip. So my parents were gonna go out for the whole evening so this was our perfect chance. So I drive over to my freinds house and we go pick them up at a party and then eat them. Thinking that by the time we got home they would barely be kicking in. So I drive back to my house and my fucking parents were still home. So im starting to trip out and I was freaking out. So we just decided to drive around until they wore off. hahahhaha bad idea. When we were driving around two cop cars start following us. So we go to mcdonald's and get some food, and the cops pull up right next to us. (about 1 hour after we ate them) and i couldnt even think i was so fucking scared. So we make up a plan to drive back to the party, hang out there, and go back to my house at like midnight. Anyways i didnt get caught but it was extremely close. O ya and we were trying to go slow on I-75 so we woudlnt mess up, then when we looked how fast we were going it was only 45 mph hahhahha.
Almost got caught by this chick I'm dating, but lo and behold, she wanted to smoke some too, and even had her own stash of fine ganja .... and her bongs better than mine.
ive smoked at school planty now, and ive never had any touble, just went to a place where theres no security cameras and people arent walking around the school would expel me for having weed but theres never any incentive to search me before. but ive still dealt it in the open at lunchtime and stuff though, not everyones like this, im one of the most carefree of my peers, lots of them get paranoid about teachers knowing theyre stoned or heariung them tlak about weed n its just like.. whatever man but i only ever have like a gram or an 8th, if anything, for dealing, noothing like 2 ounces.. ol ive never even seen an ounce
yer and whenever my mum was 'close' to catching me, she would catch me caus shed go 'are you stoned' and its like , you cant really sidetrack it at that point lol the other day i had a little shock when a cop asked me to show him something, i was prety stoned and couldnt hear him , then he asked me for my concession pass and i relaxed. he was really surprised when i actually pulled one out lol caus i looked like a street kid mm and i had that big joint in my pocket too.. that was good too