nah never been done....i live in brissy in queensland...whats the buds like in noosa dude
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nah never been done....i live in brissy in queensland...whats the buds like in noosa dude
i was busted a couple of years back
ON probation for reckless possession of paraphrenalia. My mom called the cops on me. Ha....=/
Diversion for 9 months over PARAPHENELIA. Fuckin' bullshit...random UA's and curfew.
I would literally kill a man to get this over with right now, it fucking sucks always worrying about if I'm going to pass my next UA or what I'm missing out on 'cause of my curfew... :(
i had my house raided by about 20 policemen at 6am one morning :(
they found 5 ounces of shitty weed that i had had for ages and didn't smoke becasue it was crap, and not worth it, but didn't want to throw away incase of emergency :(
i had to spend hours in a police cell
noticing alot of you are from the USA never been busted myself but my mates got done for intent to supply but was too young to go to jail lol
I was arrested and given a reprimand for possession. Not a big deal any more 'cos it's not a criminal record and it'll be gone when I turn 18, but at the time my mother made quite a big deal of it... which was fun.
Havent been busted yet, hopefully never. But still not yet.
Amen! I try to be as careful as possible but when I eventually leave Chicago, I'll have 0 hookups. Finding new people is the hard/scary part, for me at least.Quote:
Havent been busted yet, hopefully never. But still not yet.
I was driving through downtown atlanta one time smoking at 3am w/ my buddy in the car with me. We were about to turn around and ride back to the house when I noticed I was going the wrong way down a one way street. (you know how confusing those one way roads can be in the city). On top of that I was blunted cause I had been smoking all day, well I almost hit a cop trying to turn off the one way street, then I gas my truck into a nearby parking lot as Im freakin out... somehow I think good enough to pretend to ask these guys for directions. The cop gets out, comes to the window, and talks to me. No way he couldnt tell I was high, and no way he didn't smell the smoke. I just told him calmly that I was tryin to get back to 75 north, and he pointed me in the right direction and told me to pay attention to the roads. There was probably a 1/2 in the floorboard on my buddies side, and the blunt we were smoking at the time was in my right hand. Closest call to date w/ the buds... but Ive been to jail twice for underage possesion of alcohol. (basically acting a damn fool drunk in public when I was 18).
it was scary... but we smoked another blunt on the way home to celebrate getting away.
Im a dumbass.
Life's fun though...