I was on my way to work one morning running very late....

My morning ritual (in my young and dumb days) was to always smoke weed on the way in to work. I didn't have time to roll a joint so I grab my plastic "Graffix" bong (a pretty looking red 10" to 12" stand up bong) and figure I'll grab some roaches from the ash tray and that will suffice for the morning wake and bake.

I'm speeding because I'm running late thru a small town where the speed limit is like 25 (I'm already late so why speed?) What happens? I get pulled over by the po po'....

As soon as the officer steps to the window, of course the cloud of smoke rolls out and he asks me to "step out of the car"..here we fuckin' go......

He tells me to "spread em" and put my hands on the hood of the car and dont move!! He frisks me to no evail and I can tell this muther fucker is in a bad mood....

He asks. "Where's the weed?" and I tell him that I dont have any (and I didn't) and he proceeds to tear my car apart all to hell! This cop is madder than hell at me at this point and keeps asking where the stash is... I repeat to him that there is none in the car.

"Well well, what do we have here?"

He finds the bong under the seat and places that fucker on the roof of the car. I ask him to please not do that and he say abruptly..."Put your fucking hands back on the hood NOW!!!"...whoa....

He finds the roaches in the ash tray and as he puts them in the bowl of the bong on the roof of my car he keeps saying,"trace is a case", puts another in the bowl and says "trace is a case" and so on till he empties the ash tray (about 4 or 5 roaches).

I'm embarrased as all hell because of this bong on the roof of my car as people drive by while my hands are on the hood of the car. I look up and guess who's driving by? A fellow employee of mine that just so happens to be running late as well....great...just great!!

There I am with my hands on the hood my car at like 7am in the morning like a criminal with my pretty red "Graffix" bong standing out like a sore thumb on the hood of the car.

By the time I get to the shop I get a rousing standing ovation from my co-workers!!

Simply beautiful.

P.S.

I did get out of being busted, but thats a whole other story.......
Damon32 Reviewed by Damon32 on . Lets share our humiliating moments.... I was on my way to work one morning running very late.... My morning ritual (in my young and dumb days) was to always smoke weed on the way in to work. I didn't have time to roll a joint so I grab my plastic "Graffix" bong (a pretty looking red 10" to 12" stand up bong) and figure I'll grab some roaches from the ash tray and that will suffice for the morning wake and bake. I'm speeding because I'm running late thru a small town where the speed limit is like 25 (I'm already late so why Rating: 5