• Close Encounters of the Durg Kind
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[QUOTE=its shortie;45591847]Probably my craziest night at EF. I suck at telling stories btw. It's the second day at Electric Forest, me and my buddies head into the forest at about 8 pm. Set up our hammocks and take our tabs, I took 3. Chill and smoke for a while then head to the 2nd stage to watch STS9. I wind up smoking what I thought was weed, it turned out to be opium (which I found out the next day). Chill for a while and then eat a .3 of molly. Bad idea. Candyflippingmyfuckingballsoff. I have a mini freak out and my buddy walks me towards the back. We wind up going back to camp after a while, take the long way to burn off energy. Get back to camp and take dabs to calm down. Buddy falls asleep and I decide to go to the bathroom. Get to the bathroom no problem. I check 2 doors and they are both locked. Somehow I thought this meant there was a line and started standing there waiting for someone to come out of the bathroom. Now, theres only 1 other person standing there and after a few minutes he told me he wasn't waiting in line. I was like Oh fuck im obliterated and laughed about it. So, I take a piss and start walking back. I wind up getting lost for about an hour trying to find my campsite, which blends in with the thousands of other tents there. Get back, lay in our neighbors hammock tripping for a few more hours and fall asleep. T'was a good night.[/QUOTE] anytime psychedelics are involved with bathrooms at festivals this ALWAYS happens to me. Can't tell you how many times that I stood in nonexistant lines at electric forest.
So im smoking a joint on the side of the street in the middle of the city outside a hotel I was staying at. To the left of me there is a van parked on the footpath blocking my view of the rest of the footpath up the street. I walk towards this van while finishing off my joint and ash it just as i walk around the van. I shit you not on the other side of the van by the traffic lights there were 5 cops just standing around! If I hadn't put my joint out 20 seconds earlier I would've walked right into a bunch of cops while smoking a jay :v:
In my town, the craziest (read most exciting) thing which goes on around here is the fair, which is pretty lame to be honest. Well, a few years ago, I thought it'd be great to show up with a shit ton of rolled joints on me, after just smoking a couple and downing a 6 pack. So drunk and stoned, a friend and I enter through the back entrance, by chance there were like 5-6 officers standing by doing fuck all. I thought oh fuck, can't turn back now. So we continue past. "Hey you two, stop there. "We can smell weed on you, come back here", they demand with their bright light flashed on us. So I think I'm fucked here, and I panic. So I do this turn around, by walking around my friend, very swiftly, while I'm faced at my side and he's blocking the light, I grab all 7 joints in my hand, and toss them out to the wall beside us. Then continue toward them. They pester us a bit with some bullshit, go "I don't smell it anymore, you can go". We looked later, and the joints were all gone, so the pigly fuckers probably just wanted to smoke our weed. Fucking pricks. I still don't know if they saw me toss them or not to this day, but I'm glad I didn't get charged. There were 7 beefy joints on me, that would have been a lot of fucking weed to be caught with, possibly a good 8-10g. I don't know what I was thinking taking that many, I just always wanted to get high as fuck at the fair to actually enjoy it. Though, also being drunk while deciding this and rolling them all. My heart was pumping pretty good at that time. Imagine if I had left them in my pocket and they searched me on the basis that they smelt it. That's definite court time. I figured if they just want the weed, even if they see me toss it, they'd spare me and take it off the ground after. So I guess that line of thinking saved my ass. That's what I get for trying to have some fun in -this- world I guess, sure learned my lesson. I'm glad the only other time I went after that, was when I went through that same entrance and there wasn't anyone guarding, so I got in for free. Haven't been there since.
Destruction of evidence carries a longer sentence than possession of marijuana, especially under an ounce.
I had this really annoying close encounter. It was dark at night and I went to "my" public balcony on the 3rd floor in my apartment building. Smoked the bong like nobody's business as usual and left to go back in, but here comes the encounter: I fell down the fucking corridor stairs because it was so dark, at 2:00 AM or so. I'm glad I didn't twist my ankle or something. And thanks to my Druidic Nature, my inner gyroscope kicked in and kept the bong stable in my hand while I tumbled down the stairs. So no damage there. Close one, though.
[QUOTE=cody8295;46132506]Destruction of evidence carries a longer sentence than possession of marijuana, especially under an ounce.[/QUOTE] Well, I didn't destroy it, it was all very much in tact. But as I figured they just wanted the weed, and if I had it on me, they probably would have laid charges to make it seem as though they're doing their job. I was almost certain all they wanted was the weed. Dirt bag provincial cops around here. I'm not saying that because I dislike cops, but the fact that almost all the cops here are genuinely scum. Being a small town, you hear and personally see a lot about the individual cops.
Idk how the law is about that up in Canada, but in the states, you'll get fucked over pretty bad if a cop sees you trying to throw something.
You should swallow your drugs.
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