An Altoids can I had with a bunch of seeds, stems, ashes, roach papers, and an empty bag is gone and I have no idea where it is. I was cleaning out my stash since I was worried my parents were gonna look there. I went over to my neighbor's place to let her dogs out since she was out of town and I smoked a bowl. I remember having the Altoids can there and that's the last time I remember having it. The can is either somewhere at her house (I looked through her house for it twice and couldn't find it), somewhere in my house (again, I looked everywhere I could think of and couldn't find it), or it's somewhere in my neighbor's drive way, the street or Pizza Hut's parking lot since I possibly could have set it on my truck and forgot, though I don't think I did. Fuck, I just really hope no one finds it.
Here's the idea: a bunch of seeds, stems, ashes, roach papers, and an empty bag all that sht shoulda been thrown away...don't keep incriminating drug trash around...throw it away.
Actually, I had took it to my neighbor's house because I had planned to smoke a bowl there (which I did) then, on the way to Pizza Hut, dump it out (and also throw away a bunch of excess baggies and an empty cigarette pack that I had). And the problem with saying it's not mine is that my parents and neighbor know I smoke weed. They don't want me to do it, but I think it's one of those things that if they don't see it, and I don't get busted, they're fine with it. I'm too nervous, but I can't help it, I'm naturally a paranoid person.
dam that sucks. good luck on not getting busted by your neighbor. sucks cuz they would def know its you too. I doubt its there, prlly some spot you put it at and you'll find it in a day or something.
(If you want to make lemonade from this situation.) That's really cool. I once found some random pot that someone had lost. Man, that was a great find. Echelon, you have created a situation where someone you don't even know can be made very happy. Good Job!
The first time I ever saw marijuana it was during lunch in Grade 9. I was walking with a friend to his house, and I saw a matchbox (which looked new) so I picked it up. Along with 3 matches was a fatty jay. I took it back to school and sold it for $10 bucks and kept the matches to light homemade firecrackers, and I regret doing it. What I'm saying is that marijuana is like a homing-missile of stonedness. Even if someone who doesn't smoke picks it up, it's still going to end up in the hands of a weed-fiend sooner or later.
My buddy was driving on a back road in NH on his way home from a camping trip, and stopped along the side of the road to take a piss. He starts peeing and hears his urine making a wierd wrinkling noise as it hits the ground. He looks down to see what it was hitting and there was a vac pack with a half oz in it. It was only beasters but it was still an awesome find. and yes we smoked the pee weed.
ha ha ha i had a antoilds can with all of the same shit in there that u had(mostly stems) and my parents found it with a bunch of other shit. and i havent seen it since
