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Should have known lol. After my last post on this thread I cleaned my room and behind my entertainment center I found 2 caps. Not that that they will do any good seing I've been on sub for 3 weeks now
 
I was going through my old packs of dope, scraping them out into the spoon hoping to get a half packs worth when I came across a full pack I had hidden on myself 6 months earlier inside some old empty packs. What a nice surprise.
 
Had a bad day and started getting sick, so i was looking through my medicine cabinet and found a few 40mg vyvanse. Whoopee!!!
 
Yesterday I was at my dealers house, just kickin it in his room waiting for a few bags of coke that he ordered to arrive. His dealer was being a bitch and bringing shitty bags of coke so he said fuck off and hasn't picked for about a week (todays the day hopefully!). He's going thru his drawer and finds a block of wood and says "hey I should stick a candle in this" He throws it on the table as he gets up to grab a candle that'll fit in the hole, and the block of wood kinda popped open into 2 pieces. Bam! 2 bags of blow popped out. It was back from about 6 or so months ago, when he used to bag his coke in corner bags instead of 5 chunk zippy bags. Happy were we! He busted them both open and chopped out 4 big ass lines, 2 for him 2 for me. When I finished mine I looked at him and said "Now THAT is what coke should feel like!" 'I was about to say the same thing!'
 
MissMalena said:
No, but I often lose them.

I get really paranoid about people taking/finding my drugs so I hide them in super secretive places. But Im also usually high on xanax so I'll forget where I hid them. :(

Absolute WORST feeling in the world!
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Sounds a lot like me. About a month ago I found ten mostly empty bags, wrapped in aluminum foil under my sink. Whenever I was using cocaine, I'd become so paranoid that I'd wrap my drugs in aluminum foil and throw them in some dark enclosed space. From the bags I found, I could have scraped them all and gotten probably one bag, maybey one and a half, but I just threw it out, as I knew it was at least a year old.
 
Back in high school I used to buy large amounts of weed and *ahem* give it away to friends. As you can imagine, this led to connects for other stuff. I also had a bad habit of keeping my room (and later apartment) really messy, and would do a "major clean up" say two-three times a year.

Over the years I found tons of shit I had stashed away while fucked up and forgotten. I remember once the area was dry for months and you couldn't find any bud anywhere. Somewhere near the end of that dry spell I found a half ounce I had stashed away in a closet. I was very popular that weekend. ;)

On my birthday one year I hid about an ounce of homegrown because I was worried one of the people at the party would steal it. Problem was I was on xanax, and at some point I wanted to smoke but couldn't find my bag. I ended up finding it when I did the laundry three days later, it was in a wooden box at the bottom of the pile of dirty stuff in my closet xD.

Another time I was going through my desk (which I lived at) and found two hits of acid and a "Gs up Hoes down" ecstasy tab. Great find considering my only source for both had recently gotten himself arrested.

Over the years I also just found random crap around the house that I had dropped or otherwise forgotten about, usually xanax or some form of pain pills. My last awesome find was two old school OC 80mg pills that were inside an old tin that was packed away in a box in the basement.

That's why I don't mind cleaning up these days, for now at least, I'm always finding good stuff I've forgotten about. :D
 
Accidentaly hiding drugs from yourself and finding them later.

Gotta love finding drugs you didn't know you had!

Like today i pretty much planned on not getting to smoke any herb. i didnt have any money and it just wasnt happening you know? but i kept smelling some dank comin from somewhere all day and it seemed to be coming from my pocket and i checked many times and there was nothing there until i pulled out my cigarette pack and looked at the bottom of it and noticed there was a joint. inside the cellophane which was still on the pack! WTF?! i must have decided to take the cellophane off and put the joint in there and then put it back on the cigarette pack (which is usualy not the easyest thing to do) and managed to forget about it. haha

Thats still not as good as the time i thought i was completely tapped out and found 24 hits of acid! i thought i had lost that like a year before i found that shit.

And than another time i had a little 3 inch pipe i thought i lost for about 4 years and found it right under the seat of my car! the craziest thing is my car had been searched by the police twice in that 4 years!
 
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I wish I cud hide my left over coke between weekends but I just end up doing morning bumps b4 school and it's gone by Friday lol, I wish I cud get like a timed safe that I cud put it in an lock and it only unlocks the next Friday lmao
 
Killcops,
I'm going to merge this into another thread we have that is similar in Concept called "Ever Find Drugs?".
PM me if you have a question referring to the merge.

But yeah, there is nothing better than finding drugs that you lost because you hid them so well. I found about five bars of Xanax stashed away in a little container in my closet once, which needless to say made me very happy. I similarly thoughts lost 1/2 a gram of phenazepam, and then found that hidden behind my bookshelf (I has been doing a lot of MDPV)
 
When i was like 16 or 17, i found a whole stash of old diet pills like phentermine in a bunch of different generics from capsules to little blue speck tablets.
It was a very very good weekend/
 
Yea last night I was going through old medicines throwing them away bc of expiration dates. I found a bottle of Dapsone which I was prescribed after my surgery to prevent pneumonia. Then I remembered that I put the dapsone pills in some other container bc there was like 4 of them (once a week rx) and I put my methadone in that bottle.. but this was MONTHS ago. So I figured what the hell, I looked inside and sure enough, 7 methadone 10mg pills! Jackpot!

Well, the timing kinda sucked because literally a week before I ran out of my Oxy and Dillie script too early (turns out some asshole I thought was my friend stole like 5 or 6 from me...I'll be dealing with him soon, he'll get what's coming!) I even had some threads on here asking about w/ds and shit to help with it. Too little too late I guess.

Well it all ended up working out, my doc wasn't upset, again turns out he was giving me less a month and allowing me to fill early, just trying to get me to last a month. Pfft. Anyway, now I have somethin in case I do run out again! Love finding those jackpots! :)
 
I found a 1/8th of mushrooms in a baggie in the stairwell once, but trusting random shrooms is just asking for trouble.I also found a gram of weed in music class in grade 9, since I didn't smoke back then I gave it to a friend that did :)
 
HA! Yes!

I found a bottle of 15 7.5mg zopiclone once, which wasn't that awesome but I still ate them all in a couple of days (as in I can't remember a couple of days). Found them sitting on a public-garden wall in its prescription bottle (full prescription too)- weird huh?.

My favourite find was about 3/4 of a gram of ketamine in a club, knew the second I tasted a little bit what it was. K is always exciting.

But in terms of monetary value, my best find was 7g (a quarter OUNCE) of methamphetamine in a sunglasses bag (not even a case, one of the soft fabric bag things) that was just sitting on the footpath by the side of teh road on an off-street from the main-drag (small town, but never the less around teh corner from the only 3 bars and 6 resturants/eateries). Was just stopping in the place to take a piss while driving- the perfect find, because no doubt someone was either raging or got the fucking beatdown for losing that much meth (without going into price, 0.1g of meth in NZ is about as much as 1g of average coke in the US; so we're talking thousands of dollars of product). Best thing is I don't really like meth, I took a little bit and drove home (yes, bad, young, stupid) then sold the whole lot to a friend of mine- then I bought me a pound of good weed. Best find. Eva.
 
Ive found drugs that I have dropped and lost. Find pills here and there.... once opened a book and found a gangsta line of yayo. it was from back when i was pushin... last month i was cleaning my couch and found a smurf in it. booo yyaaa
 
I found a little less than a 20-bag of cocaine in a public parking lot. That ended 2 years abstaining from hard/harmful drugs. I have found countless empty baggies in the guest parking of my former residence. I have found a small amount of regs/ditch weed in a publix parking lot-just enough to give me a good long buzz because I had no cannabis tolerance at the time. My longtime friend found what he described as what must have been at least an eighth or quarter or maybe more of hydroponic/crip on his front lawn, tangled up in his Christmas lights. He is a former opiate and cocaine abuser but hates weed with a passion, plus his son was still newborn/only months old and the principle of it pissed him off as a parent so he flushed it. He's pretty sure he knows which of his neighbors accidentally dropped it. I had a chance to pick up a dimebag of weed during lunchbreak over 10 years ago in high school but I was convinced it was some sort of trap/sting operation.
 
I remember in my teens when I still could smoke weed with out completely flipping out, me and my friends were smoking in prospect park, and one of New York's sweatiest, most hideous, and finest, stopped us down by the baseball fields. We saw the guy coming from a ways off so we had ditched the blunt in the grass a few feet a way, and it was night which meant that even after the squat officer of the law, snarled and remarked about how red our eyes were, he still could find no evidence that we were engaging in an illegal activity. Anyway, stoned and more paranoid than ever, my friends nor I could locate the rest of the blunt either. We searched for two hours and after no success, we all called it quits and went home.

Anyway, the next day during the afternoon, I met up with two of my friends and we went back to the park determined to find the damned thing, and after a half hour my friend thrust a skinny shit shaped object up into the air, and proclaimed victory. We smoked it ten minutes later, high up in a tree (litterally, I used to climb trees and smoke/drink-for harm reduction purposes Dont do it! Even if you are completely agile, and shockingly flexible like myself!)

So that is the story about how I lost my owne weed, then found it the next day, like some kind of Seth Rogen folk tale.
 
Znegative said:
I remember in my teens when I still could smoke weed with out completely flipping out, me and my friends were smoking in prospect park, and one of New York's sweatiest, most hideous, and finest, stopped us down by the baseball fields. We saw the guy coming from a ways off so we had ditched the blunt in the grass a few feet a way, and it was night which meant that even after the squat officer of the law, snarled and remarked about how red our eyes were, he still could find no evidence that we were engaging in an illegal activity. Anyway, stoned and more paranoid than ever, my friends nor I could locate the rest of the blunt either. We searched for two hours and after no success, we all called it quits and went home.

Anyway, the next day during the afternoon, I met up with two of my friends and we went back to the park determined to find the damned thing, and after a half hour my friend thrust a skinny shit shaped object up into the air, and proclaimed victory. We smoked it ten minutes later, high up in a tree (litterally, I used to climb trees and smoke/drink-for harm reduction purposes Dont do it! Even if you are completely agile, and shockingly flexible like myself!)

So that is the story about how I lost my owne weed, then found it the next day, like some kind of Seth Rogen folk tale.
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That's fucking crazy! We've had a very similar thing happen to us one time.

We were smoking a blunt at the park across the street from a school when we saw a police car rolling up on us from down the street; We began to walk across the baseball field and ditched the stupid thing, thinking that we could find it again. It was dark, but I made a mental note of where we tossed it... about two or three feet away from the very beginning of the fence.

Long story short, the cop just went along on his marry way without stopping us, and we couldn't find the damn thing! We searched for a good while before our friend just threw up his shoulders and said, "Lucky fucking preschoolers!" Still makes me LOL when I think about it.
 
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