On a more serious note tell me a time someone threw away large amounts of marijuana. one time i was at my dads house, 4 years ago. he goes upstairs and brings down a a huge bag of weed, let's me smell it touch it. he proceeds to grab the bag from me and flush it down the garbage disposal. all i could think of at the time was how much that woulda been. i was new to smoking and there was probably 2 ounces in that bag.
Never threw any weed out. I did have to ditch a bunch of gear this summer though. An 18 inch bong with a coil perc in it (tossed a 16 inch straightshooter before I bought that one), a grinder, my MFLB, a pipe, a bubbler, papers, and a key chain blunt cutter (which I highly recommend if you don't have the touch to break them by hand). Quick question btw, why the fuck did your dad do that?
i would tell u to give it to a bum in need of medicine instead. ive seen weed thrown away, but it makes me sad. usaully by ignorant anti-weed people.
when I was probably 12-13 before I ever knew much about weed I found and flushed probably an 8th of my sisters big frosty nugs
great question raven. i'm still debating within myself of exactly why he did that. i'm assuming it was supposed to be a lesson.
Some friends and I watched a good buddy of ours flush an ounce one time. Sad times lol Sent from my iPhone using Grasscity Forum
why would yall want to see pictures of weed in a toilet. this is a marijuana grievance thread. we tell stories and feel better about bad times.
Ex girlfriend forced me to flush a quarter once. Used slight of hand to salvage maybe a gram but it was a horrible moment nevertheless. Another time I was on my lunch break from my grocery store job around age 17, met up with a friend who worked in the same shopping center behind the complex near a dumpster concealed by trees. He sold me a half ounce then we smoked a fat bowl. Came out from behind the trees to a cop car sitting there facing us, flipped his lights on when he saw us. Turned around and hauled ass through the woods and the apartment complex behind the shopping center and just ran and ran and ran. Ditched my half o along the way (with the intention of going back when the coast was clear). Took refuge in a church courtyard for a while, never returned to work, then went home. Next day I retraced my steps for that half o and couldn't find it
Forced you? I'd rather dump my girlfriend than dump anything because she "forced" me to. A friend once threw 2 grams and a pipe in the trash because he was convinced his parents would go through his stuff. They didn't.
When my grandpa died when I was six I vaguely remember my grandma finding some in his gun cabinet and flushing it down the toilet.
It was complicated. We had been living together for almost 9 years and were basically married. at the time things were fine other than me being a stoner behind her back. She had just thought I smoked a little bit like here and there, not all the time haha. But yeah, it wasn't the sort of situation where refusing to do it would have been worthwhile, as i, at the time, still wanted my relationship to work.
I think it's a fetish thing, you know like bukkake, wearing horse masks, weed in toilets, girls peeing and sitting on faces... you know, stuff like that. Anyways, once my dad "flushed" about an eight of my stash down the toilet. But knowing what I know now, his ass took it and smoked it.
I woulda gotten that shit tested at a lab before I made preparations to put it into the garbage. I guess you were confident in your decision. it's funny cuz I wouldn't think twice about throwing away a bottle of liquor but not my buds