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i've been busted tons, almost too many times by my parents, but no justice was ever served, just dirty looks and dishes...lol But i'm 15 been smoking almost 2 years, and i never been caught by cops, *knock on wood* me and my friends have been chased but got away, and we've been serched but lucky for us just threw our packs of cigs out beforehand... my dad once pulled my desk drawer out and found a bong and my friends roach in it, so pissed.... and then he caught me Hot boxxin my room one night but he was so drunk he didn't care, he only thought it was ciggerette smoke. But recently i busted him and his stash o weed, so table have bben turned and we r on the same lvl now... this summer i've been living with my mom she is so laid back, she caught me once, and just said,"don't deal, don't get caught and be smart" and that was it, i've been toking all summer in peace away from my dad, sucks its skool time.....

 

Kiefer Suthrlnd

I've been smoking for 10 years. When I lived at home I was caught by the cops with paraphernalia when my house was raided by the fugitive task force...here's the story sorry its long

My friend had a mom who loved callin the cops...you raise your voice..cops come..slam a door..cops come again...so they knew him by name even though he never did anything remotely bad. She eventually had him brought to a halfway house after he got arrested for a fight at school. Anyways so he runs away from the halfway house and lives with his cousin at college for a couple months...over the next year he found people to crash with....I start chillin with him one night and we decide to go to the club.


We were pregaming before the club at my house because my parents were at some broadway play all night....another friend was coming by in like 20 minutes to scoop us up...this was in 2000 btw, we were pregaming pretty hard, smoking, couple lines...shot after shot. When there's a knock at my door...so I put everything in my pockets but couldnt find my bowl anywhere and say fuck it, I go to answer the door and I see a cop in the window, so I ran to the bathroom and flushed a couple grams, small amount of coke, and some pills. Now I had to answer the door.

My buddy is still technically a runaway so he hides in my lil bros closet which is packed with toys and shit...and whadya know I go to the door and the cop says "POLICE open this door, we know there is a violent fugitive in the house" I undo the deadbolt and the cop rushes in, a small team of 4 following him, guns drawn the whole 9.

It seems his mom had dropped a couple childhood friends names to the cops...I hadnt chilled with him at my house for almost 2 years...the cops said they got lucky that night and just happened to be driving by and saw him in a window...his mom was the one that convinced them to consider him a violent offender (police will initiate felony take downs and stops)...ironic she recently got diagnosed bipolar

So they do a room to room search and cant find him, they end up just chillin at my house. They go into my room, and find my bowl that was right on my dresser...figures.They started interrogating me about how long it took me to answer the door, where was the weed for the pipe..I told him it was smoked already, the party was long over..they ended up find a lot of guts from blunts that I had rolled...

Best part is they still couldnt find my friend, the closet was that packed with shit....They thought they were slick looking in my basement and attic but couldnt find any trace of him...They all just sat at my kitchen table and tried to be friends with me..HA!...they finally find him after about an hour and a half, they checked the closet 3 times.

They lecture me about how i wasn't cooperative and give me a verbal warning for the pipe...my buddy got hauled away in cuffs for a warrant. My parents got a call later from the cops...My mom was pissed that they had guns aimed at us in the house, and about me having a bowl...thank god i flushed the other shit...

It was great when my friend pulled up to bring us to the club, we knew he would show up to my house late and it ended up fucking us, I just came outside and was like did you just see all those cops drive by you, they were leaving here..shit hit the fan...we never made it that night. Worst high killer ever..you don't expect to become an episode of cops...

Since my buddy was over 18 now the warrant from the runaway 2 years ago was thrown out by the judge..If they found my stash I would've been charged....I almost had a record for some bulllllshit

Alive-And-Dreaming

that is fuckin' bullshit.

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Darkdrift

Yeah thats bull shit, that kids mom is the type of parents that should just be sent away

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allenlovesgreen

Try to learn(won't take you that long) how ''it works'' over there, make friends... After that i guess you'll be good to go.

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jbandit92

a good way to not be suspected is to do things that people don't associate with stoners for instance i play golf and wear a gap sweatshirt just generally i try to be different from the typical stoner plus i have a decent hiding spot i have never been caught but my parents might suspect i smoke because my dad saw something on my facebook, it was something about how weed should be legal because of the bible or something like that

jbandit92

lol my mexican friend got his dad to buy him some pipes for "decoration" for his room and his dad asked him if he was going to toke LOL i wish my parents were like that

wiggle

last night my dad came to my room and told me i know that theirs alot of drugs at your school. and that you and your friends are smoking. so i just played it cool and did the don't you trust me part. he knows for a fact my friends smoke.

my dad is pretty cool about everything but you got to know im jewish and live in mexico although we are not particularly religious but they and mexican jews love gossip. so my dad was told by one of his friends we had smoked and he is totally not cool about smoking weed as it is somewhat new around society kind of like the 70 us rents.

so I dont know how to keep gossip from getting home and i do smoking with different people.

kidswithguns

back in my school days, when I was 15, 16 maybe, I would steal the shit out of my dad's stash. bad karma maybe but I mean he always had sooo much, and he kept it all in this huge coffee can and never seemed to miss any of it.

so anyway, I guess one day I forgot to hide my stuff, and he called me downstairs to tell me something. I'm standing there talking to him, and out of nowhere he says, "Oh yeah, you need to clean your stems better."

I was like, "Um, oh, okay...."

and another time, I was toking down before school, and my mom walked upstairs to tell me something. As soon as she opens the door, she takes a big whiff and says, "Don't smoke pot before school! And don't do it in the house!" and turned and walked away.

I guess I've got pretty cool parents when it comes to stuff like that. my dad even told me once he would rather me smoke weed than cigerettes. very cool.

jgizzzle

When i was living at home my parents were pretty chill when it came to pot, however i still tried my best not to get caught by them.. I guess it was a matter of personal pride. Anyway, i started smoking my sophomore year of high school and up until november of my senior year I had never been caught. Then my luck ran out. My friends and I were sitting on my front porch smoking a real fat blunt. I thought my dad was asleep because it was like 11 at night and he had work the next day. As we were passing the blunt my friend kept saying dude, I wasnt listening cuz I was already pretty high. After a while i finally heard him and looked back and my dad was there in the window. He opened the door and says, "Whats that?" Me being stoned out of my mind only had one response pop into my head, "Dude, what the hell does it look like?" Then he walked away. I didn't get in trouble or anything and he didnt say anything about it, but i was still pissed that he caught me.

Unfortunately theres more, me and my one friend had this thing where hed come over then Id tell my parents i was goin to get some gas and some food and wed just go for b ride. I guess after we did this like 4 times in one week my mom caught on and we walked back into my house and she was standing in the doorway with a chocolate cream pie and just put it in my hands and said, "I thought you two may be hungry." Again I didnt get into any trouble but i knew i was caught which pissed me off again.

Another nerve racking time was when I was riding to my friends house for a party. They had already gone threw all the beer so i figured i should just smoke a j on the way to the party so i wouldnt be the only one not f'ed up in one way or another. So i was driving and the stupid thing kept going out on me so I'd have to keep relighting it when i got to stop signs. Its about a 20 minute drive to my friends house and after 5 minutes of constantly relighting I thought to myself, "man i hope there isnt a cop behind me." I look back and see a car that looks sort of like a cop car, but i have bad eye sight and decided that it wasn't. 10 minutes later when i got onto a better lit street, i looked back again and sure enough it was a cop car. I had been stopping extra long at stop signs for 15 minutes to relight my joint and he had been behind me the entire time. At this point i was shitting bricks and just tried to get to my friends house as fast as i could. Luckily he didnt pull me over, but nonetheless it was still a nerve racking experience.