Back when I was like 16 me and a couple buddies of mine got drunk in my basement while my mom was upstairs sleeping. We rolled a bigass blunt and just started smoking, needless to say the house reeeked my mom woke up, came downstairs, and was like wtf. I told her it was a "funny smelling cigar". she acted like she believed me, never got in trouble for it, so i still don't know if i got caught or not lol
me and my friends are passing around a bowl near our school. all of a sudden i hear footsteps and i turn around to see about 40ft away a school security guard is walking toward us. keep in mind that their are a lot of other ppl just chillin around us so we're are not completely visible. i get the bowl to take my hit and see the security guard still walking in our direction. i take the bowl and aim and throw it into some1's ook bag that was open about 8 feet away from me. she approaches us and is looking for the bowl. she asks to search us, even though i thinik she didnt have that power we all agreed (we had nothing on us). she's like i could have sworn u guys were smoking pot here! i just gave her a grin and told her i didnt even know what pot was. she gave me a look but just turned around and walked away. when she went back inside we got the bowl (the weed had fallen out) but we copped more and sparked up the kid who's bag had saves our asses.
hahaha i almost got caught by my mom.she was calling my name and i was in the middle of smoking a bowl.and i did want to just blow it out cuz it would smell,i was the only way it wouldn't smell is if i ghost it.so i run out the sheet were my door used to be(they took it off cuz they knew i was smoking in the room,but it was my sister's shitty was of smoking that got me caught the first time,never holds it in for long,girly lungs)and i she ask,"when you have the change,can you swep the stairs?" i was still holding the hit and just noded and run to the window and blow it out.that shit was close.
one time a bit ago i was chillin with some homies when the parents went up to michigan for some days.... we were all smokin in the basement i came back up stoned as fuck and i saw that my mom had called me like 3 times i was like oh shit so i called her back (keep in mind this was late at night) and my friends are sitting there like oh shit...... so she wanted to talk to the dog, my dog was all paranoid becuz of my friends so i went in my room slowly closed the door and made noises to make my mom think she was talkin to the dog, i was like fuckkkkkkkkkkk that shit tripped me out but she bought it and then kept fuckin rantin on some shit i can't remember i was jus kinda holdin the phone all chiefed out it was fuckin sketchy, i then proceeded to play some video games and listen to some beats.... then all my friends eventually left and they never figured out(needless to say they hadn't went in the basement which smelled like hardcore pot) peace
So me and my brother were home for the summer, and hanging out with this guy who lives across the street, just sitting down in our basement living room. Our friend said he needs to go home (it's night) so he's getting ready to leave, and me and my brother decide to back a bong bowl to smoke after he leaves, since he doesn't smoke. We get the bowl packed, and we have the bong sitting on the table, along with both of our stashes and 2 grinders. Then our friends goes upstairs to leave, and I follow him to close the door behind him, but as I'm walking up the stairs and get to the top, I see my mom right in the middle of the hallway to come down to the basement. So I immediately turn around and just run back down the stairs, like I forgot something, but my mom isn't really delayed that much by passing our neighbor, so she's about 15 seconds behind me coming down into the basement. I get down to the basement, whisper real quick to my brother "mom's coming" and then just grab the bong and set it down real quick in the only place hidden and close by which was the laundry area right next to where we were. My brother grabs the weed and grinders and throws it back there too, but he doesn't have time to hide it, so it's all just sitting under the table which is across from the laundry machine. My mom immediately then came down and we both composed ourselves real fast, when it turns out she's down to do some of her laundry. So we're both real nervous while she's at the laundry machine, with a bong to her left in the shadows, but not really hidden, and a bunch of weed related stuff behind her. Luckily she didn't look around or anything, just chastised me for being rude with my guest, and didn't notice anything. But that was the last time we tried to smoke there though, I think.
about 2 days ago i was breaking my weed up when my mom walked in really quick i tried to close it fast and spilt it and i just put my arm over it and kept up like a 3 minute conversation my friend was there with me and was laughing his ass off
I almost got caught smoking a blunt in the estate across from my school. Was mad 1 minute I'm sittin way my best m8 tokin on a nice fat blunt next thing my m8 glen flips out and tosses our blunt filled way 3grams of White widow over the wall in2 some1s garden.I'm standing the stont outa my head thinkin WTF! Then 2nds later our principal walks round. Haha we were so closed 2 gettin fucked but turns out som1 txtd glen 2 warn him bot the principal. Was so fuckin high and happy not to have been caught
Smoking in my house or outside of it has brought some close situations 1.) The other day me and a friend were smoking out of my bong sitting in my room with a incense lit and my ceiling fan on high when my mom comes up the stairs. She opens the door and my friend had the bong, Immediately he puts it behind a guitar i had leaning against the wall in between my bed and a small bed side table while the door was open, the bong hit the guitar and made a hollow clanking sound like liquor bottles bouncing off of each other. Well she didn't inspect or show a reaction and just started asking my friends a lot of questions about school and i was spacing out messing with my computer. Mean while there all of my weed sitting next to my monitor but out of sight. I was very happy when she left. 2.) Once I had a couple of friends over and we had gone down stairs to get some drinks. Friend A was in the kitchen getting something to drink talking to me across the house he decides to scream out "I love Marijuana!" i immidiatley tell him to keep incriminating statements to a lower volume regardless of whether or not someone is in the house. Right when i finished my sentence i hear my mother's voice "Hello...," friend A responds, "hi!," meanwhile my face has gone into - you fucking asshole - mode until i realize friend B is still in the bar mixing some vodka and orange juice. So I start talking to my mom across the house loud enough to try and warn B so she can try and get out of there. As my mom is walking into the living room where I am with A, there are sounds of clanking bottles from the well lit bar and B begins to walk over with the mixed drink in hand and greets my mother. We continue to have a conversation for about 15-30 min which was agonizing. The night continues with accusations. The next day she confronts me about hearing friend A scream marijuana and i had to tell her that he was cursing it or something because of what drugs had done to someone close to him. She accepted it and left me alone. 3.) I had the house to myself, so i figured id get high and drink a little and enjoy my night alone. I go to the back porch and begin smoking with matches and sitting in my boxers. I didn't notice my mom had driven up with her boyfriend. Soon i hear blood curling shrieks from my mom calling out my name. I pause for a second and think "Oh shit...." So I toss my bowl and the jumbo box of matches to the side of the house thinking there's a bush in that area, but it was too dark to see. So I open the back door and say "Mom" she starts asking me why I am outside I tell her it was nice out and i wanted some air. She goes outside and says "It smells like smoke." and her boyfriend asks "What kind of smoke?" and she responds "The bad kind." Meanwhile my high is just coming on and my heart is pounding but the situation didn't seem to be enough to snap me out of it. I just tell her i don't smell anything and that maybe there's a BBQ near by and stuck to my story. Then she mentions how she doesn't like the picture on my computer. Apparently I had left porn up and hadn't turned off the monitor or closed the damn page. Eventually she gives up and tells me she is going to a movie. I never heard another word about it... She is either really gullible, in denial, or accepting... or somewhere in between.
Ive had more close calls than I can count, but this one was probably the closest so it was like mabe 5:00 or so, and Im hanging out with three of my friends in this semi doveloped nieghboorhood that has somewhat of a reputation as a hang out for stoners. I had brought my car, and so had my friend, and we were just at a park in the neighboorhood just hanging out, we werent stoned yet, but I had a pipe and some weed on me. So were just hanging out at the park talking and shit, and we see this cop car drive by about mabe 500 feet away from us. I pointed it out, and no one really thought anything of it, then not more than 1 min later the same cop car drives by again, this time he slows down and gets a good look at us, then drives away, now Im kind of thinking this is wierd, but he drove away, so no big deal right? well he drives by one more time, and then hes off again, after that we decide to leave. I have a truck that gets pretty shitty gas milage, so we all get in my friends car, and I leave my car parked right there. well later we go get stoned and we get the munchies, and we dicide to go get some sandwich stuff at safeway. so we buy bread and cheese and meat and drinks, and then we head back to the dovelopment we were at before, and we go to a different area of it and find some benches and start eating our sandwiches. Everythings chill, were having a good time and I look at my phone and see that my mom has tried calling me three times, so I call her and ask whats up. She asks if I parked the car anywhere strange, and I felt a cold chill go down my spine, I say no, just at a park by my friends house and ask why shes asking, she says shes just curious because two police officers just came to the house and asked if she owned a white truck with licence plate blah blah blah, and she said the cops said the truck was parked in a suspicious area. so I get off the phone with my mom and Im freaking the fuck out, why the hell would cops come to my house? we all finish up our sandwiches and go back to where I parked my car. on the ride over there sort of just as a side thought I left my pipe and weed in my friends car, just incase I was in trouble for parking my car infront of a public park or some bullshit like that. as Im leaving the car my friend starts freaking out saying there is a cop parked like 500 feet ahead of us and on the side of the road, it was dark so I couldnt really see to much, but sure enough there was a police car parked of the side of the road with its lights off angled towards my car. Now Im pretty scared, but Im confident in my abillity to talk to the cops (Im not really that high anymore) and plus it would look wierd if we just parked inback of my car then drove off, so I get out. my friend is pleading with me not to get out of the car, and he is grabing my shirt as Im getting out, but my mind is made up. I get out, get into my car, then my friend speeds off, and the second I get into my car I see the police lights turn on and the car starts coming towards me, and its at that moment I realize I left my wallet with my liscence in my friends car, if that werent bad enough I had like 200 mg of adderall in there (its perscribed to me, but I had the blue amphetimine salts and the orange capsules in a small ziplock baggie so it looked kind of wierd) I immediatly call my friend to tell him to come back because I left my wallet in his car, but he doesnt answer, I was hoping to get to him before the cops got to me because I needed to tell him I left the weed and my pipe in his car and I didnt want the cops to find it. the cop comes up to my window and starts asking me who Im calling and I told him I left my wallet in my friends car. He says "your friend sure took off in a hurry, like there was something in his car he didnt want us to find" so now I know he thinks were high. he questions me a bunch and asks to see my tounge, wich is dry as hell, then hes like Im going to need to see some identification, so call my friend again and hes talking to me about how scared of the cops he was, and I just pretend I didnt hear him say that because there was a cop 2 feet away and I ask him to come back. so he comes back and the cop follows me over to his car, and I start looking for my wallet, I look everywhere and cant find it, so I give up, and decide to check in my car, on the way back to my car the cop was like "are you sure that wasnt it on the floor" than I was like "where" and he was like "there was a brown wallet about a foot from the door on the floor" so than Im like oh, I might have missed it" and sure enough there it was. so I get back to my car and pull out my ID and another car pulls up and starts questioning my friends. the cop asks me what Im on and I say nothing, and hes like come on now, you didnt even see your wallet 2 feet infront of you, and I was like I just missed it, then hes like well if you confess now I can help you, but if we get drug dogs out here and they find anything your going to jail. So now I am beyond shitting bricks, I am shitting cinderblocks, and in a last effort to keep him from calling the dogs in I tell him he can search me or my car if he wants, and tell him we arent doing drugs. So he seaches me, or more accuratly pats my ass down repeatedly making sure no drugs are hidden anywhere in that area, and he just says to wait in my car. so Im in my car with the window rolled down and I hear the cops talking to eachother, and I swear to god one of them says there are either drunk or high, thats for sure, so Im scared shitless thinking they are going to call in the drug dogs, but the cop just comes up to my window gives me my licence and says Im free to go that was the scariest 20 min of my life oh yeah, and when I took out my wallet the cop saw the adderal and asked what it was, I told him it was adderal for my ADD and he was like well why are there two different kinds of pills in there, and why Im carrying it around in a little bag, and I was just like the blue ones are 10mg and the orange ones are 20mg extended release, and I told him that I take them to school and around lunch time I estimate how much time Im going to need to spend on homework, and take one of the pills accordingly, I guess he bought it, but he seemed kind of suspicious about it. but I dont care, because that was the truth
A couple of us decided not to go to school one day, about 4 of us, so we go over the the back of hannaford grocery across the street. I had a joint lit and 2 of my homies both had a j lit. Then 4 more of my friends show up. one with some nice kush, and one of em had about 3 bowlpacks worth of some northern lights. 2 more kids show up with bud asking for rolling papers and they each roll 2 joints. So after all of this is smoked and gone, we kinda just chill for a bit. I happen to look over towards the building and notice that the school officer is pulling up. I yell "shit trooper" cause at the time i didnt know if it was a trooper or the school cop, being he drives a trooper suv. We all get up and run into the woods. With me in front i trip over a branch and fall on my face lol and 2 more of my friends fall on me aha. well after our escapade a couple of us bought a bag and rolled a game green. Good day