Wow, almost got caught like 30 minutes ago.

[bulletz144]

Ok, this is one of the most sketchy things that has ever happened to me...i cant believe i got away with it.

My dad is hardly ever home, so i get to smoke up without masking the smell at all almost everyday because he doesnt come home until the next day. I just smoked SUCH a fat session, and then my dad unexpectadly shows up home...i instantly hide my stuff and run out to greet him and then like pretend to be really interested in why he came home unexpectadly and stuff to keep him at bay from going near the part of the house i was smoking up in, then i say "btw i have some insense on", and quickly leave the room and RUN to light up insense, which masked the smell in probably like 30 seconds, im SOOOOO saved.


That was intense, im so baked too...that was such a sketch thing...

bulletz144 Reviewed by bulletz144 on 02-09-2007. Wow, almost got caught like 30 minutes ago. Ok, this is one of the most sketchy things that has ever happened to me...i cant believe i got away with it. My dad is hardly ever home, so i get to smoke up without masking the smell at all almost everyday because he doesnt come home until the next day. I just smoked SUCH a fat session, and then my dad unexpectadly shows up home...i instantly hide my stuff and run out to greet him and then like pretend to be really interested in why he came home unexpectadly and stuff to keep him at bay Rating: 5

[40oz]

haha smooth operator

[sneakybastard]

wow, that sounds like a close one
thats why i dont bake at home :jointsmile:

[4gan2ja0]

shit son, thats close, has happened to me too, but not to that extent

[40oz]

that reminds me of a story.

When I was younger and still lived at home i came home one night high as shit. My parents could smell smoke and asked what I was smoking. They asked if i was smoking pot. I told them there was no weed and I smelt like smoke becuase a friend smoked a cigarette. The weed was in my jacket in the inside breat pocket. So my parents don't believe me (and they shoudln't have because i was stoned as shit) and they told me to give them my jacket to search it. I watched my dad search the outside pockets. Nothing. Then I saw his hand slowly move up the jacket, feeling the other pockets. The suspense was extreme. Finally right before he rubbed his hand over the weed I shouted out that I had smoked a cigarette. My dad was so pissed he threw my jacket down and came yelling at me. He then threw my jacket at me and i went upstairs. Still had all my weed. oh yeah.

[gee]

that reminds me of a story.

When I was younger and still lived at home i came home one night high as shit. My parents could smell smoke and asked what I was smoking. They asked if i was smoking pot. I told them there was no weed and I smelt like smoke becuase a friend smoked a cigarette. The weed was in my jacket in the inside breat pocket. So my parents don't believe me (and they shoudln't have because i was stoned as shit) and they told me to give them my jacket to search it. I watched my dad search the outside pockets. Nothing. Then I saw his hand slowly move up the jacket, feeling the other pockets. The suspense was extreme. Finally right before he rubbed his hand over the weed I shouted out that I had smoked a cigarette. My dad was so pissed he threw my jacket down and came yelling at me. He then threw my jacket at me and i went upstairs. Still had all my weed. oh yeah.

mann that sounds like a suspensful situation ahahahha. thats pretty jokes how you just shouted out u smoked so he didnt find your bud.

[Antihero867]

that reminds me of a story.

When I was younger and still lived at home i came home one night high as shit. My parents could smell smoke and asked what I was smoking. They asked if i was smoking pot. I told them there was no weed and I smelt like smoke becuase a friend smoked a cigarette. The weed was in my jacket in the inside breat pocket. So my parents don't believe me (and they shoudln't have because i was stoned as shit) and they told me to give them my jacket to search it. I watched my dad search the outside pockets. Nothing. Then I saw his hand slowly move up the jacket, feeling the other pockets. The suspense was extreme. Finally right before he rubbed his hand over the weed I shouted out that I had smoked a cigarette. My dad was so pissed he threw my jacket down and came yelling at me. He then threw my jacket at me and i went upstairs. Still had all my weed. oh yeah.

Holy shit dude that is close as fuck. You are a very lucky person.

[Snorbel]

40oz, good story :thumbsup:

[noruth]

damn thats great! as unlucky as I am it would have fallen out and i would have gotten a tune up.

[STEVENGIBBS]

ive had sum times just like those...it sux but when u get away its badassss lol