Last Thursday, me and 2 of my friends were having our last smoke together before winter break. We were parked at the end of a dead end road surrounded by walls on all sides. It was our regular spot and the road is always abandoned. Anyway, the 3 of us were there with my dime and a bong. I lit up the the weed and took a single hit when a security truck rolled out in front of us and started speeding towards us. As you can imagine, we were freaking out. In 10 seconds, my friend lit a cigarette to mask the smell and we hid the bong behind a backpack. The security guard opened his window and said, "You can't park here." My friend was like, "Okay, we'll move." We drove back near another friends house and parked at the end of his street. I checked the bong and half of our bud was burned away. That fucking guy made me waste $10! We started to smoke the rest and guess what? The same security truck rolls down the street and parks next to us. He opens his window, "What are you kids doing here?" "We're waiting for our friend." Suddenly by pure luck, our friend comes out of his house and starts walking towards us. "There he is." The guard turned around, looked at us, and drove off. Our other friend said he looked out our window, saw us, and left his house when the truck drove in. I said we should leave and we drove miles away from that neighborhood and... you know the rest. What was the closest you've ever been to being caught with weed?
I'm not entirely sure but I think I left my tight ~1gram baggy of weed once my table once out in the clear and my mother might have saw it.
I'm in a constant state of uncertainty!
I was hot boxing in my car and had about 10 grams on me when a cop pulls up. So I rolled down the window to talk to him and as I do so all the smoke from my car slowly drifts into his car. He just looked at me and told me to have a nice day and drove off.
i did get caught once, only because my parents were nosey fucks and went through my cell phone
oh and i leave lighters around the house all the time but no one says anything
i've been caught twice
i was with 2 friends behind this church in a very wooded area. we walk in the woods to sit down to roll this blunt and bud i had, which was just enough for the blunt. like right when im about to break down the cigar, we hear some rustling in the path we just came from. we all look up, and what do you know, its a cop. he asks us what we're up to, and we tell him nothing's going on of course, we're just hanging out. he confiscates the weed, searches us, and brings us out of the woods to his patrol car. obviously he runs our information and tells us that hes not gonna take us to jail, that hes gonna have our parents pick us up since we were all under age at the time (17).
second time was when me and three other friends drove to this park to smoke because it was on the way to my house which is where we were going, at about 1am in the morning, which was a fucking retarded idea at the time. well we all get out of the car to walk to this table, we notice a cop heading into the parking lot for the park. we realize we're fucked, and i think about ditching my weed, but since we havent done anything i figure i have nothing to worry about. i put the weed in my sock, and the cops ask what we're doing and we tell them that were gonna get some water from the drinking fountain cause my friend was thirsty and just got out of work, which was true except for the drinking water part. some how they get us to empty our pockets, and they notice that i had orange zig zag papers. that's not suspicious? well they use their sly cop tactics and eventually take my weed i had by almost arresting me for loitering and prowling. they just took the weed and said it was found property, and we were on our merry way.
[QUOTE=Whats This?v4;26919290]i did get caught once, only because my parents were nosey fucks and went through my cell phone
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Uhm, I got called into the police station and ended up with a two year probation. Pretty close I'd say ehe.
I was 15 though.
One time I had just picked up a fat bag from my dealer and I was driving home with it in my pocket. I looked in my mirror and there was a police officer with his lights on following me, once I pulled over he kept driving though.
I then got out an put it in the trunk.
One day, my friend and his friend that I didn't know very well picked me and one of my friends up, and we drove out of the city and parked somewhere. I found a lung made out of a 2L in his backseat so I started hitting that shit with the little bit of weed I had. The two people in the front seat didn't want any (they were already fucked up on something, but not noticeably) so me and my friend in the back just took hoots. As I took the last one and cleared it, I put the lung down, and all of a sudden cops opened both the front doors, right as I blew my hoot out, and the car started to pour smoke out. The cops joked around about the smell for like 10 minutes, then told us we were parked on private property. After that, they let us go, no consequences. Got pretty damn lucky I guess. :P
i was walkin in the 42nd st train station with my boy, we're passin cops and i notice a dog. i had a 30 piece of some dank grandaddy purps in my pocket in the oldest, most fucked up bag you can get. like, it was one of those little snack bags with sealable plastic, not even ziplock. i veered off to the left away from the dog and it didn't do shit. my heart was pumping so hard.
might have just been a bomb dog though.
I was driving down a back road tokin on my chillum when I drive around the corner and see a cop coming.
But it was cool.
So whateva..
[QUOTE=theXinferno;26921483]i was walkin in the 42nd st train station with my boy, we're passin cops and i notice a dog. i had a 30 piece of some dank grandaddy purps in my pocket in the oldest, most fucked up bag you can get. like, it was one of those little snack bags with sealable plastic, not even ziplock. i veered off to the left away from the dog and it didn't do shit. my heart was pumping so hard.
might have just been a bomb dog though.[/QUOTE]
I fucking hate reading intense ones like this when I'm high. Reminds me of shit that's happened to me before. The worst that's happened to me is a situation like this, but I had close to a pound in my bag in a massive ziplock baggie. So, like, it's flipped, you know?
But at the same time, I love these threads because almost everyone can contribute some form of story. :)
Bout to get on the freeway when 2 undercovers pull me over saying I made a traffic violation, turns out that they were actually following my boy earlier who slangs and in turn got me caught up with him. Both of us got a warning a few months later, no harm no foul. I guess that IS getting caught up and not necessarily almost getting caught up.
Well I've never been caught, but my parents both know now (as of about 3 weeks ago).
Closest comes in when I was sitting out the back hitting my vape and heard my dad come home (he'd gone out, but forgot something) and I just kinda hid all my shit under my feet as he walked outside for a sec to tell me what he forgot.
Was the summer of 2008, I was 16 at the time and was about to try weed for the first time..
I was sitting in my bedroom window about to light the jay.. when my mom came home early and sneaked inside to suprise me..
I heard the wood floor infront of my door crack and in a reflex I jumped out of the window..
2,5 meter drop.
came in through the front door, mom didnt notice shit.
rate me winnar motha fuckas.
My mum walked in on me grinding up some weed for a joint once. Luckily, she had no idea what it was and she bought my bullshit story about it being a "diffraction grating I was told to bring home and study for my Physics class"
Thank god for the ambiguity of little black spacecases.
parents have caught me red handed having a spliff when i thought they were out
carrying a cannabis plant to my mates house and a police car saw but since he only lived like a minute walk away i managed to sprint to his house while the police car was turning round.
also been caught as i opened a car door to chuck the roach of a spliff out i looked up just to see a police car shining their head lights at me, almost got arrested then but all i got was a cannabis caution.
A few times late at night where I've had a joint I've left all my stuff (backy, skins and bun) on the side all the while my mum has been in and out of my room. But she's missed it.
Ages ago, walking down the street while smoking a joint with a couple of pals, a police car crawled past with the window down. They didn't stop though.
[QUOTE=Gareth;26927821]parents have caught me red handed having a spliff when i thought they were out
carrying a cannabis plant to my mates house and a police car saw but since he only lived like a minute walk away i managed to sprint to his house while the police car was turning round.
also been caught as i opened a car door to chuck the roach of a spliff out i looked up just to see a police car shining their head lights at me, almost got arrested then but all i got was a cannabis caution.[/QUOTE]
Ahahaha, you carried a cannabis plant through public streets? You crazy, bro.
Ive never been fined/caught by the police , but i've tried twice being searched in my car with friends. the one time we were smoking 2 joints when a police car comes out of nowhere, he ends up flashing the car obviously seeing we are all 4 high as shit but he didnt fine us or anything.. damn fine police work :)
Blog about it.
Me and 3 friends out at 3 in the morning drinking and smoking reefer. IIRC we had some black as well as skunk. Friend X carrying black, friend Y carrying skunk and friend Z had a grinder. We go along some back roads and shit in the suburban areas, skinning up every now and again. We went to the bottom of a street coming off the main road (IE we went towards the main road. Gonna have to fucking draw a diagram to illustrate this) and with our black hoodies and joggers the two busies pulled in as soon as they saw us. Friend Y snuck around the corner as the cop car came from the main road, was able to do this as a tree was blocking out the street lights, so they didn't see him. Cops start searching us. Friend X had the block of resin in his shoe, but he was the last to be searched. Friend Z drew the attention of both cops with the grinder so friend X managed to sneak the black from his shoe to a secret hidey pocket right at the top of his jeans. Cops robbed the grinder. I had nothing illegal on me (except the hideously unhealthy quantity of munch we were carrying about). On the way to meet back up with friend Y, we got stopped by CID right in front of his fucking house. We blagged it to him that we'd just been searched and we were only on the way to friend Y's house (We weren't) and luckily the lazy cunt didn't search us.
Black = heroin?
No, black is Resin. I'm not a smackrat.
Cannabis resin that is
Never in my life have I seen black resin. It's always been brown for me.
But I remember being told when I went to Amsterdam that Coffeeshops sell "black hash" which is just regular resin laced with opiates.
I've never been busted by the fuzz, but my parents have caught me many times.
First time: June 6, 2008 - a few days after high school graduation. Still a rookie smoker. The group's collection (2 bowls, eighth of weed) got left in my possession by some chance. I decide to burn a little in my room, thinking my mom won't be home for another 2 hours or so. She comes home 5 minutes later. Got off early. Immediately recognized the smell. Fuck.
Second time: Christmas break, 2008 - Come home from first semester of college. First night back, my buddies and I roll up a bunch of joints in my car. Some shake gets left behind... and is found by my dad. No worries, though, I was only back for two weeks. It didn't really matter. Nothing came of it.
Third time: Spring break, 2009 - Come home from college for Spring Break. Pretty much the same story as Christmas break, don't really remember the details.
Fourth time: April 20th, 2009 - I'm in college, 1000+ miles away from home, so doesn't really count. My mother notices a [b]large[/b] withdrawal from my bank account a few days before and knows exactly what it's for. Also, my aunt informs my mother that I am consuming Morning Glory seeds that have been left sitting in vodka. I try to explain the concept of "psychonaut" to my mother. She doesn't understand.
From that point on, I somehow keep managing to get caught every few months or so. I've gotten much better at hiding it, though. The last time they "caught" me, they didn't find anything, they just said they knew. Unfortunately, they can piss test me to find out...
Closest I've got is after a party being sat out on the street. Me and my mate were waiting for the rest of us to come meet us (about 7 in total) so being bored we rolled a J with kings skins. Sat there and blazed for a while, rolled another. Lit that one and round the corner comes the rest of us. They sit down and are drinking. I pass the papers over to my buddy who had everything set up, then suddenly fluorescent jackets come round the corner. FUCK. We've still got a joint blazing and one rolling. And we're underage so the drinks are technically illegal. The first cop walks up to us, and my mate passes me the joint. I nonchalantly take a drag. The copper looks at me and then at the smoke. My heart is pumping like a motherfucker.
The other copper looks at the half rolled joint and says "May I have a look what you're rolling there?" He looks in, but its not packed, phew. He then grabs my friend's beer and pours it away. I'm past caring at this point, seeing as I've been smoking all day and am paranoid to fuck. The police both turn back to me and my mate who are passing the doobie between us. One looks right into my face and then at my mate. We're shitting it. He reaches up to his radio and mutters something I couldn't catch, they both look at me and say "Stay safe guys" and bugger off.
I have never been so close to shitting myself before.
Got busted after my friend who committed suicide's funeral when a cop walked up to my car after my friend had just rolled a J. We didn't get to smoke anything. It was about 9:00 PM, the engine was off, and the cop pulled up with his headlights off, so someone probably called the cops on us or something. I got a possession and paraphernalia charge and they took my vape.
Party at a friend's house. Everybody drinking, couple people smokin, everybody underage. Cops show up and most people bail out the back. I didn't drive there, and even if I did I felt I was far too drunk to drive. Anyway, I hopped a few fences and managed to fall on my face more than once in the process. I got a away, and wandered around an unfamiliar neighborhood in the freezing cold for about an hour until I got a call that it was safe to return to the party house.
[QUOTE=BloodStream;26936198]Never in my life have I seen black resin. It's always been brown for me.
But I remember being told when I went to Amsterdam that Coffeeshops sell "black hash" which is just regular resin laced with opiates.[/QUOTE]
it doesnt have to be cut with opiates to be black :)... some hash is just black by default usually the kind from nepal
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