Hah. you guys have good stories, i say safe my closest call would be, me and my friend were injured for our school's varsity soccer team so we went to our team lockers made a ghetto piece out of a gatorade bottle, walked out to the woods and blazed it up

when i got back the coach was like where have you two been?
and we were both looked like crap and i was like the locker room.
GosTo Reviewed by GosTo on . Your closest call.. Mine... my apartment. GF and I had loud fight. She had just stormed out of the apt. I decided I was going to smoke. Had an ounce lying on the living room coffee table in a baggie, wide open. No paraphanalia, hadn't smoked yet, hear a knock, thinking it is her. Open up, 2 cops. Noise complaint. Cop is talking to me while other is walking around apt. Cop 2 walks around living room. Stands 3 feet from open bag of weed. Looks around, scans room, searches both bedrooms, and they left. Rating: 5