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close calls with drugs

I accidently SMS'ed my MUM instead of my dealer one night when I was coming up on on a pill.

Oh my god, great pill, thanks so much! Hit me like a ton of bricks!!!

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:X :X :X Fucking technology. Stupid me.

So, mum calls me and I escape by the absolute skin of my chattering teeth by explaining it was a "sleeping pill" I was referring to, and the message had been meant for a kind friend who'd offered one to me from her prescription. Not sure to this day whether she believed me or not, or perhaps just wanted to. It's hilarious; I'm 29 but still scared of my mum finding out.

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I remember three years ago when I was in school, I had a very close call. I just bought 10 1mg Xanaxs and went to 4th period. This one girl was crushing up some pills (I can't remember what they were) and we have a substitute for that class. I was hanging out with that girl and another friend of mine that sold her the pills. Well, the sub saw the girl crushing up the pills and she called for the school cop to come in.

The sub did it so secretly it was crazy. I didn't even see it coming. Well, the girl still had one pill on her and she snorted the rest. The next thing I know, I see the school cop and principal asking for her. They take her and her purse (which still had that one pill) and go out in the hall. I was flipping out because she knew I had pills on me. While she was out in the hall with the cop, my friend (who sold her the pills) was freaking out and he also knew I had Xanaxs with me. Before I could even find a place to hide them, the cop comes in the class. I was scared shitless. He called my friend out in the hall. When he left, the sub kept looking at me. Then she sits down beside me and goes, "Why do you look like you have something to hide?"

I started flipping out because I still had those pills in my pocket. Well, the girl narced out my friend who sold her the pills. They both got suspended and I never got called out to be searched or anything. But as soon as the bell rang to get out of that class, I hauled ass and took some of those Xanaxs and told the people working in the office that I just threw up. I told them that just so I could go home.

It's funny because nobody narcs me out. Like a few years ago, me and these three other guys were good friends. We would always go out and get high. The other three just started smoking weed. Well, one night, it was just me and one of them that went out and got stoned and went to the mall. When he got back, his parents noticed he was acting funny and they searched his car and found a water bong. It was my water bong (it was homemade) and they asked who it was and who he had been smoking with. He just narced out the other two people and never narced me out.
 
One time we were waiting for our x on a bench, i walked over to the phone to see what the hell is taking him so long and 4 cop cars roll up. I say fuck that, hung up the phone and walked around a corner, just as my dealer rolls by i flag him to go just as a cop comes after and yells at me, i come walking back and get searced and the cop finds glow sticks, vicks and all sorts of blinkie lights on me. He chucks the glow sticks at the ground and is a total asshole to me. Took my vitamin c and tried to say that it was e and i called bull shit on that one. He found nothing that would fuck us over and let us go. turns out my hook up just came back with 3 jars, if i wouldnt have flagged him on he would have pulled in and the cops would have searched him (they knew him). OMFG

My other one was when we had nowhere to roll so we got a hotel room and were blastin techno in there, rollin with 2 first timers along with 2 kinda experienced ones. glow sticks everywhere. when all of the sudden 3 narcotics officers knock at the door, i ate my last pill behind the corner, they come in and i was trying to tell them that i hadnt taken any x, my eyes were rollin i couldnt even focus on that fat hawaiin pineapple eatin bastard. Hes like wheres that ecstasy at and im like, i aint gots no eccstasy. Hes like is there anymore left and im like, no... ends up i had half of a pill underneath my wallet, where my id was(that i couldnt find). In the end he told us to eat our damn x in our own town and stay the hell outa his. Hahaha, worst time on x i have ever had
 
ok i got one
one night me and my friend were at a show that had some local bands playing, and we got bored and went outside to go smoke a few bowls. we didnt take our car so we got in our friends jeep and we proceeded to smoke the bowls. about 10 minutes after we were in there it was smoked the fuck out, and i look to the right and see 3 of our friends walkin up to us. they suddenly turn the other way and take off walkin really fast then practicly running, and i look to the left and theres 2 cops pulling up and jumped out of the car. i had the pipe in my hand and my friend had the weed in hers. the cop runs RIGHT passed the front of the jeep and chases our 3 friends down and searches them bc 'someone complained of marijuana smell outside' and they looked suspicous cause they took off running..so as soon as the cop is out of sight we haul ass the oppisite way around the corner into the movie store and just sit there paranoid as fuck for like 15 minutes watching the cops search people right across the street.......it was scary as fuck
 
On the way to a concert we blaze up a bowl or two still in our home town, ka-blam pulled over for speeding past our highschool. The cop could definitely tell that we were blazed (red eye, cheetos bags...) BUT he had a little kid in the front seat riding along with him. He gave us a warning and i still think its because of that kid in the front seat that he didnt end up searching us and finding our herb + pieces.

On the way to a different show i eat some mushrooms with my cuz, we finish em and smoke a joint and a bowl then we get to the show. Sold Out. Well we head back to my house and smoke more and as soon as we get near my house of corse we start tripping 8o , for some reason i am awesome around my parents when im on mushrooms. I got in no trouble, probably because i know they would never suspect eatting mushrooms...

Out for a walk one night, with 5 other people, in two groups of 3, the other group is walking a little bit ahead of us. Its past curfew so if a cop shows up we ae pretty much fucked. Yeah so a cop shows up, (right after i said "that inst a cop...") the group ahead of us BOOK it and we just stop walking because the cop car is obviously coming for us so we just wait to talk to the cop. (we had been smoking all day, everyone had nug on them, 1 kid was semi-drunk too) the officer asks us to empty our pockets... so we do, but we empty all the WRONG pockets! I had shit in the coin pocket on the front of jeans, one kid has shit in his shoe, another had shit in the pockets in his sweatshirt. Another cruiser showed up so we still thought we were fucked but the guy just ended up looking for the other kids who had run away. They questioned us about the runners but we said we had no idea who they were, they took down our names just incase there was any "vandalism" that night, but ofcorse there was none.

Funny story, a week later i run into the EXACT SAME COP as ^ last time. this time we walked up to a gas station/dunkin donuts at like 2am to buy food (really baked and has drugs on us) we walked seriously like 50ft away from 3 CRUISERS (2 unmarked) in a meet at night. we couldent even see straight enough to see that they were cops. We talk our way out, he recoginezes me from last week but DOES NOT RECALL MY NAME!

Yeah so basically dont walk around at night with drugs on you if you are around areas with cops...
 
When i was about 15 years old I was making a bong in my dads shed. I could see through a window towards the house so I knew when someone was coming. So anyway my dad walks out of the house and I hide the bong in my toolbox and pretend i'm trying to fix my alarm clock or something like that.

As soon as he stood next to me to get something off the bench I realised the picture of a bong that I had printed off the computer was still on the bench and right in front of him. So i casually put my hand on the bench over the top of the picture like i was leaning on the bench and talked to him for fucking ages about some bullshit. He never saw it.
 
I got busted when I was 17YO for having papers, a bowl, 1g of weed, two packs of cigarettes, and curfew.
I very narrowly avoided an OMVI charge, and when the cops searched my car..... I had an advil bottle with like 3 or 4 dexedrine that were not prescribed to me (my friend gave them to me).
By some stroke of luck, they ripped apart my ENTIRE car, but did NOT open the bottle of advil. haha! That would have been a shitty-ass charge, too.
 
Luckily I haven't had any serious incidents with law enforcement, because I try to be as careful as possible with that.

Parents though, different story.

The first few times were when I was 16-17, and me and my friends were experimenting with the cultivation and use of weed and shrooms. On two separate occassions, my one friend and I were scaling out either shrooms or weed in pretty large quantities. We were doing it right in my kitchen because my mom wasnt supposed to come home for a while. She came home early BOTH TIMES and we just like scrambled to hide everything even though she clearly saw absolutely everything. A couple years later when my parents busted me with coke I found out they were fully aware of my drug cultivation operations of 2 years earlier, so I guess they didn't really care about that.

The worst was when I had to drive my dad and stepmom to the airport because they were going to costa rica. By this time they were already suspecting me of heavy drug use. They needed the ride at 4:30am. This night there were a couple graduation parties in my town so I was doing coke for like 8 hours, until around 2am. Then I remembered "oh shit, gotta drive my parents to the airport soon." So I took 7 valiums and smoked some haze to try to relax. This made matters much worse. My dad called me at 4:15 wonderin where I was because they had to leave, so I rushed home. I was shaking and completely unable to speak to my dad and he was like "whats wrong with you" "Why are you all jittery". I told him I took caffeine pills to stay up. Theres not a chance he believed any of this, especially since I missed 2 exits on the way to the airport. Thank god they were going away for 2 weeks, so I made sure I was clean by the time they got back and drug tested me.
 
Years ago, during a period of heavy iv cocaine use, I was very desparate to maintain my hobby. This resulted in my driving through north carolina with a kilo of cocaine in my car. My coke-fueled misbehavior right before this drive apparently had angered the wrong people. So, suddenly several police cars were chasing me on the highway. I was driving a junky old Nissan. I turned off the road and drove into a corn field. Of course the cop cars were still following me. I threw the stuff out the window into the corn. I kept going through the field until the car started bogging and was finally stuck in a shallow ditch. They didn't find the stuff, but I still spent several weeks in jail fo rthat one.
 
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This happened earlier in the summer. Not that big of a deal compared to some of the stories you guys are telling but it was a pretty close call.

So my parents had left for the night so I smoked the hydro I had gotten earlier that day, took about 20mg's of hydrocodone (low tolerance at the time), 2mg's of xanax, and a full cup of wine. They were suppose to be gone for about 3 hours which I figured would be enough time for me to get rid of evidence and things of that nature. So two hours passed and I decided I needed some more Norco (hydrocodone), so I got out my stash of pills and set it on my desk which is right beside my door. I had about 8 Norco's and 10 .5mg Xanax and also all my equipment (razor, straw, rolled-up $20 bill.... all used for coke). So, with all of this stuff on my desk, I opened my door to go get some water and who, might you ask, was standing on the other side getting ready to open the door? My father. I had completely lost track of time. He wasn't looking at my desk, just looking and talking to me. So, I walked out of the door and blocked his view of the desk while we talked for a while and then he finally left. Luckily I was pretty high so I had no trouble remaining calm. Anyways, if I hadn't have gotten up to open the door at that exact time, I would've been fucked as he was very close to coming into my room and therefore seeing my stash.
 
JUST THEN
seriously like 2 minutes ago my dad found a codiene extraction (a glass of white liquid) sitting next to me on the computer desk he asked what the fuck it was and i explained it get this as i went along that i was modifying the baking soda vinegar reaction to make it stronger (my dad has a bachelor of science) but he "believed" me

a slightly better story i had 6 grams some of the best chronic in sydney in my left pocket in a ciggarette packet was walking through a station and this big gold head (sniffer dog) appears by my left side naturally when i freak out like this my sub-councious takes over heres what i did

walked backwards turned to the right and walked right into a cop

the cop told me to move along the dog jumped on the guy who was walking next to me who i didnt know
 
One particular day i was at school heavily stoned as usual and couldn't be fucked with it anymore so decided to wag school and go to the local football oval which wasn't far from school. So i talk this italian-soccer-jock type wanker to come with me, we get to this park and i pull out my gear and start blazin, he gets all curious so i just pack him a pipe and after heaps of talking he finally smokes it. I got him to smoke 3 pipes straight away and this dude was stoned as fuck. So we decide to go for a walk, and he rekons hes gunna go back to school, we get bit down this street and the cops roll up, looking straight at us. Im shittin my self because i have a half-oz of bud in my school bag and a bottle of wild turkey. And in my wallet of had my pipe, lighter and tin. Cops get out of car and tell us a report was made about some graffiti, so they question us(the usual, names and shit), This first time stoner couldnt even recall his name or address and would randomly laugh at the cop. The stupid-pig searchs my bag and some how didnt see the turkey or buds! What a crazy session..
 
got pulled over for a breath test.. didn't had my license on me so i had to show something else with an sort of ID on it. so it took out my bankpass, but i've had been snorting speed of that pass the whole night.. it was al caked up. to this day i can not believe how i passed that one.
 
Was riding with friend and we were smoking a blunt and got into a accident (blunt still burnin).. women starting hollaing about drugs being involved and i had a ounce of coke all 20 rocks on me, ran into McDonalds and flushed it all down the toilet and cops didn't even search us.

K9 pulled into walgreens, drove right past us while we were in car parked right outside, was 4 in the morning and we were only people there cept a crackhead inside and guy working. We were rolling face, had just smoked a blunt of some fire before pulling in, had half-ounce of purple haze, 2 ounces of coke and 400 Es. Guy didn't even fuck with us just parked in parking lot and stayed there, when girl i was with came out with my fugs and drink we pulled away with out any problem, but my fucking heart missed a few ticks.

Driving by, next to, pulled next to at red light (cops that is) HUNDREDs of times with enough drugs to stick me with distruibuition easy.. and more then a few times enough to get me a kingpin....while smoking a blunt.

Ahh... forgot about this one.. had house raided and they never found my stash spot.. had 28Gs, a 9mm a 357 magnum (bitch was a cannon) and a 38 special, 800 pack of Es, little over quarter pound of some hedes, eigth ki of coke and little less then half ounce of dope i was a happy mother fucker because when they busted door in i was sleeping didn't have time to do shit. They did find acouple Gs, 7 Es, a 45 (wasn't mine tho, was on my man), alittle bit of green and bowls and shit, but they didn't even charge me with it i guess because they were tryin for somethin jus lil bigger (a wee bit). Was a pimp ass hiding spot tho.. had one of those spots in a closet with a door/latch that will take you to little cubby in house on boards and shit, so i took door/frame out and put a piece of wood on wallpaper painted same color as wall, pasted it half way up wall and blended it in perfectly.. was a pain in ass to keep going back but only uses it ounce in awhile.. was my fallback stash and my money stash.. kept most of my shit outside house..but i always like to have a "shit someone just found and stole all my shit" option.
 
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Makaveli69 said:

Ahh... forgot about this one.. had house raided and they never found my stash spot.. had 28Gs, a 9mm a 357 magnum (bitch was a cannon) and a 38 special, 800 pack of Es, little over quarter pound of some hedes, eigth ki of coke and little less then half ounce of dope i was a happy mother fucker because when they busted door in i was sleeping didn't have time to do shit. They did find 7 Es, a 45 (wasn't mine tho, was on my man), alittle bit of green and bowls and shit, but they didn't even charge me with it i guess because they were tryin for somethin jus lil bigger (a wee bit).
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Don't they use dogs?
 
They had one dog yes, but didn't search house entirely, was mostly outside looking around yard. And I had everything Air sealed in the foam (forgot name but its in walls) burried in it. Dog was going crazy about the little bit of weed i had. I think they were low on K9 units at the time or something because that k9 owner was the only regular pig there, everyone else was DEA, ATF, or FBI.

I boil it mostly down to i was fucking lucky.. and the lose drugs that were scattered around could of saved my ass.
 
did buncha lines of coke, took two caps of g, went for a drive at 2 am
ended up at 7-11, got a sandwitch, ate it outside in the car and passed out for 2 hrs, 7-11 clerk called the cops, fuckers woke me up, i had 2g's of coke on me, bout 4 liters of G in the car. To make a long story short, they searched me, didnt find shit, asked to search my car, i agreed but they never searched my car. Let me off after giving me a breathalizer which I passed. Too close for comfort.
 
About 20 minutes ago, I was about to smoke someone out in the parking lot where I work (Right After Closing). I was smoking out a coworker who had asked me to smoke with him 3 times ealier, but he bitched out those three times (1 was a good reason). I get in his car, we see a cop car, we give it a minute then move into a darker part of the parking lot. So I have my mini bong in my lap, and im getting ready to load it, and all i see is bright lights and "Oh No". I start mildly freaking out in my head and say the usual shit (No fuckin way dude, Shit, etc.) And the car stops in front of us, shines a light at us. The coworker (still wearing the store cap) smiles and says "How ya Doin" (he cant speak a lot of english, so he had a heavy accent), and just like that, the cop car leaves. I don't know if you can get arrested for weed in cali (dont think so) but i was scared shitless. And honestly, less willing to smoke people out in cars in parking lots again (Which i usually do every week or 2.)


...................Bump
 
I was at a rave last summer with my girlfriend and two other friends of mine, and we had just bought about 11 E's. It's like midnight on a huge open lawn, and there are people just sprawled out everywhere. Security guards patrol the area with random cops sprinkled in the mix, but not as many. Anyway, after we exchange the cash for the pills, we leave that spot of grass and walk over to a seemingly empty patch near some trees. As soon as we all form a circle and begin to sit, my friend palms the bag of pills into his pocket. Coincidentally, there happened to be a security guard sweeping through the are that we were unaware of, and he must have been keeping a close mark on us, because he just appears at my friend's side with a maglight and begins to harass him, "empty your pockets now. What's in your pocket?" etc. I freak and look at my girlfriend, who looks at me like she just swallowed something unpleasant. My friend is stalling with the guard insisting he has nothing, while i inch nearer to him, motioning for him to subtly slide the bag over into my lap or something. Typically, he wasn't paying attention to my motions so he's forced to reach into his pocket and reveal what he shoved in. At that exact moment i'm fucking steaming over the money, and just the whole possibility of no drugs that night/ being arrested. He slowly puts his hand into his pocket and slowly fishes out a candy raver bracelet. The guard just stares at him and my friend goes, "see? it's just my bracelet." The guard wastes no time leaving to bother someone else. 8o
 
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