I was in the same boat you were man. When I was in High School, my friends and I used to smoke every day before school. One day which happened to be 420, about 20 guys from my first hour class got together, at about 6 in the morning at a park by a lake and smoked up for like an hour. Then one of the kids got stupid and lit off a bigass smoke bomb. After this happened, we decided to get the hell out of there before the cops came. Sure enough as we were leaving, the cops came screaming the other way towards the park that we just exited. We eventually get to school just blazed out of out minds. (Keep in mind that this was about 95% of the males in this first hour class.) We all stumble into first hour which happens to be Wellness where we are learning about different types of drugs! The teacher was one of the best teachers i have ever had because she was dumb as hell. Her son did tons of drugs and was pretty fucked up so we thought that she had seen everything. The only thing she does is look at one of us, and say, "You guys look kinda funny lookin'" At this we ALL burst out laughing. I was laughing, but not for long. My sister, who was a year ahead of me had her best friend in this class. She new I was stoned, and went and told my sister that I was high in school. Things went good for the next few weeks until my sister and I got into a huge fight about something or another, and she yells out, "At least I don't go to school high like every day." My sis' friend told her everything about me going high to first period frequently. My parents were both sitting right there, and they decided to go up in my room that night when I went out with my friends. I come home high at about 2 am and I look on the kitchen counter, and my bag of pot and bowl were sitting right on top of the counter top with a note saying, we'll talk about this later. The next day we had a long talk about it, and I told them I only do it every once in a while like everyone says to their parents when they get caught. They know my friends, and my dad had the nerve to call 3 of my friends parents and tell them that they caught me smoking weed, and they wanted them to be on the lookout for their kids smoking weed too. The next time I saw them, 2 of my friends said that their parents went into the kids cars and bedrooms and found their bowls, bags, bongs, you name it. So the moral to the story is... "Keep your shit under Wraps! It's not too hard to hide things a lot better, and not be stupid enough to trust my sister or her friends with that matter with shit." Thank You, and KEEP SMOKING
KellisJ2003 Reviewed by KellisJ2003 on . Another i got caught story, but this is crazy it all started when one of my friends drove me home who looks like a total stoner, aparently my dad thinks he knows who the pot smokers in this world are by looking at them, and i know this dude doesnt smoke, he just doesnt wash his hair. well my dads all pissed and says i should choose better friends, i just say ok and go smoke in my room. the next day i go out and get completely wasted, i know it wasnt the best time to do it, well i get back home and just wanna sleep, and not completely Rating: 5