I'm pretty careful these days, but I did some reckless things in my teen years, like smoking in cars, meeting in shady locations etc., but luckily I've never been caught after 8 years of tokin'.
I have been by my parents many times. I haven't by the cops, but a few occasion where i almost have been. Though i feel that i am invincible, mainly because i look like an innocent little girl not capable of doing anything wrong.
I got pulled over once after my friend toked in her car and I was high from being at home she was doing 50 in a 35 :s it sucked but luckily I didn't get in any trouble because I didn't have anything on me, the police did yell at me for about 30 minutes asking me where my friend got her grass and all I did was cry haha which is lame but I was stoned and scared. Luckily my dad is a badass and went to the police station the next day and gave them all sorts of hell about it now I hardly ever toke in a car, I have to be driving with someone whose not smoking to feel comfortable doing it. :sunny:
smoke long enough in a place you're not allowed to smoke in and you'll get caught. it's a fact. everyone who never got caught by their parents moved out too early.
oh this is about being caught by the police lol. no, never happened. at least never been fined/punished in any way
when i was 17 roach clips/with resion on them, underage drinkin 2 times other than that i,ve been lucky. knocks on wood.
NBB. Never been busted. Parents, squares, police, or otherwise. I've done some retarded things while smoking before. Like cruising around the city smoking multiple bowls with a friend of mine. Smoking up before going to Criminal Justice class in college (nothing quite like reeking of weed, surrounded by future cops, getting lectured by an ex-cop). For the most part though I know what I can get away with and how to talk my way out of bad situations. Like the time when I'd just smoked for the first time that night, and my roommate got the cops called on us. Eye drops and I was able to convince them I was sober and'd been studying all night. Said roommate was of the belief that if you do illegal things you'll eventually get caught...I stopped hanging out with him. Then he started dealing mass quantities of acid and having the sketchest fucks over. Fool's lucky he isn't doing multiple life sentences. They count each hit of acid as a count of attempted manslaughter, and he had fucking BIBLES.
Definitely urban legend. I know of many people who got parole for this, but nothing in the field of murder/manslaughter.
I used to drive around high or smoking in the car or with weed in the car all the time. All the time. I've only been pulled over by the cops once in my life. And that was a night when none of the above applied. I was actually clean. And the cop says "We got reports of someone in a car like yours attempting to buy illegal narcotics at a Dunkin Donuts up the road." And I was like "What? That wasn't me." And he asked to search my car. I was so astounded at my good luck that I just laughed at him and said, "Go ahead, bro." Then I got to watch him kneeling on the ground pulling out all the garbage I had under my seat. He actually cleaned out my car for me and put all the trash in a bag he had in his squad car. It was the most surreal situation I've ever been in. I kind of wish I was high for it.