my folks would call the cops on me, thats why i always tried my hardest not to get caught even though they were stupid as fuck cuz the kids where i work smoke in their cubicles and its not a big building and my mom always catches them and always calls the cops on them she'll call the cops on kids who are smoking down by the sev shes super anti-pot but can never tell when i do
Oh and the results of court were: 36 hours of comm. service (Or 35 I forgot) 6 months license probation 6 months drug counseling and I got to go back in February to re-evaluate my case or something. Also my parents have had me in a group home 3 hours away from our house since august 28th (<- my court day, it got delayed from the original date) sucks I can still manage to chief on every once in awhile tho
Yellow lighters are bad..... I gave one to this dude I know and a couple days later he's still using it. He gets jumped by his cousin. wtf? I believe the yellow lighter curse now.
No, but it's not just because of the weed. It's also because my moms fucking crazy and has some personality disorder but won't admit it. All my family thinks this, but they are too scared to stand up to her because she is very cunning and can get her way around everything and can get what she wants whenever she wants it. (Wether legally or not) But anyways, since she has this disorder, she has to control absolutely every-fucking-thing I do to the most minute detail, which causes us to argue and fight often. I'm emancipating myself anyways soon once I get started with my job, so no worrys.
I've had nothing but good luck with white lighters, I had one and I used it until it ran out of butane. Things I've found during sessions with that white lighter; 10 dollar bill, 5 dollar bill, 1.5 gram nugget on a bench, pack of zig zags, and a dugout at Frisbee golf course.
so its 420 and my big sister drags me away from my friends to go hot box it in one of her freinds garages and the guys have been smokin since 7:00 am and it was now 10:00... so their baked beyond all controll. its was funny as hell tho cuz i remember we were talkin about the claw and predater and shit. oh yeah and we raved. pretty sweet. so i smoked about 30 hits of some nice ass kush (not knowing wat i was doing cuz i was so high) and about 10 of some white rhino... i was fucked. so me and my sister are walkin home and i think i see my dads PI friend out front so i freak and run inside (it was my mailbox). i set about 5 ounces of some white rhino on my dresser and my dad comes in to see if i got back alright, sees the weed, i barely wake up and act like im asleep... and ur not gonna believe this but my dad pulls out a pipe and lights a bowl. so yeah i was busted but not busted. it was amazing. so i kno my dad doesnt care now. best story of my life! PS. "hey hey hey... smoke weed every day."
damn bro that sucks ballz. i haven't gotten caught yet... but ik if my mom does ill just get grounded. my dad will kik me outa the house... not a first.. lol and as to te bic myths.. thats why i only use shades of blue cuz they ar enothing but GOOD luck. xD