I Messed Up Guys

It works like this. Parents brains can be looked at from the wine bottle analogy. They were taught a lot of mis-informaton while they were younger and they kept absorbing and cramming it into their head. Then a cork was put in the bottle so that nothing could get in or out.

Then there brains have to adapt so it grows *around* this cork. So basically it goes like this.

You: But mom, look at all of this proof I have from actual scientific organizations that have proven that marijuana is not as bad as you think.
Mom: Yeah... well.... then why is it illegal?
You: But mom, the information and studi...
Mom: Illegal.

End game.

 

laugh out loud.

 

point out to them how hypocritical they are. they talk about how untrustworthy you are...then spy on you by searching through your messages. talk about trust?


what's wrong with this picture?

 

Don't try and point out their flaws. You gotta be professional.
Anything new happen? Are you still going to smoke? And are you going to tell them you stopped and think its wrong now, or are you just going to say you stopped or what?

 

i really hope my parents arent reading all this.
the day i got caught, i realized i could read the forums from my cell phone.
my dad mentioned how he thought all of us are losers and whatnot....but i just hope theyre not continuing to read on and find out im Pop.

 

That would straight up suck.. I hope they're not doing that to ya!

 

once my parents looked through my browsing history and found all my posts on hipforums. i used to use my lastname as my username so they new what i wrote. they're questioning about ecstasy and shit and i'm like noo i don't do anything harder then weed. then they go to this site and they're like, look it's right here. fucking gay, cause they figured out everything i've done.

 

A lesson I've learned is never do any kind of drug business with text messages. It's worse than a telephone call. Whenever I make a call the only somewhat incriminating things I say are numbers. No straight lingo or anything like that. "You got an 8th\quarter\half. (insert number) right?"

My dealers would rather shoot the shit with me when i get it rather than talk on the phone for too long.

 

They google you username... LIke DUH> kiddies.. You dont understand technology thats some simple theres. wow..

 

^read my post. i said they searched my history, they didn't google shit, plus why would they? they don't even know what my username was...