Shiting bricks

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Originally Posted by MyDadsACopStoner

well if u couldnt tell by my name my dad is a cop. Hes been a cop for 25+ years for the Fort Worth police department. (right next to D town if ya didnt know) Any ways he ironic thing is he used to do mescaline and peyote and all kinds of crazy shit as well did my mom. kinda weird how fucked up people come to be cops, but ne ways i jsut recently made a crazy ass deal w/ em. WHEN i graduate college my parents both agreed to chief down w/ me. Ive always wanted to smoke w/ em and now i finally will and also i got some fuckin great drive to get thru college just so i can see my parents baked of their ass. on another note fuck cops

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How does your dad not get caught? tellll meeee :dance:

my dad doesnt do ne drugs as of now... he used to and he will if i got ne thing to do w/ it

Oh thats chill. Sucks hes a cop now but seems like hes cool.

yeah man i paranoia is the number 1 buzz killer. I've had a few experiences similar to this...

just last weekend me and sum friends got drunk and smoked a some j's and we were walking around. then we saw a cop so we went into a wendeys and i put my weed in my shoe. we walk out and the cops pull up and tell us to take a seat
my friend had his bowl on him but he stashed it in a bush when wwe sat down. by now i was shitfaced and i dont really know what happend but we didnt get in any trouble. but when i got home my dad knew i was drunk so it sucked but atleast the cops didnt catch me.

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Originally Posted by MyDadsACopStoner

weird how fucked up people come to be cops

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no man...there is no "fucked up people"...just people...

we gotta learn to have respect for all individuals, including yourself

when i go to any kind of picket line, i wear my suit

PROZAC good luck for the 14th

when i was younger and JUST started smkoing pot, i went over to a friends house for a party. we start a bonfire in the bakyard. the neigbors come over with a 24 pack of busch. next thing i know, the cops come walking around the house. they give the neigbors and my friend a talking-to about underage drinking and bonfires. i was SO BLAZED. i freak out when the cop asks for my information. i had a blanket over my arm with a baggie of weed in it. we (the cop and I ) start heading over to my car for my ID and I panic. i give in and hand him the baggie, trying to act all responsible. he says something along th lines iof ' ill let you go this time' and chucks at least an eighth of herb into the woods.