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Hey folks,
I often find myself fondly remembering humorous incidents that involved or were related to drugs in some way & I'm sure many of you have similar stories... so why not share them!
So, let me get the ball rolling. There's a good bit of context & build-up to the climax, hang with it:
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When I was around 16, I'd gotten into smoking cannabis big time. Proper stoner. We used to get some pretty damn nice strains because one of our classmates had connections to one of the biggest weed dealers in our city, who incidentally got put in jail eventually. Every now & then we'd be picking seeds out our weed... I'm sure you can see where this is going now. Being as we were getting strains like White Widow, Orange Bud, Diesel etc. I figured this was a great opportunity - I could get some quality, free weed! I asked if I could get a few seeds passed along to me next time I picked up an eighth/quarter & was soon germinating my very own seeds.
This progressed along nicely & I managed to successfully grow a plant in my Parent's house for over a month. I'd quite happily set up a home made grow lamp in the little side-loft in my room, even shuttled it to & from our greenhouse on nice days every morning & back to the house at night. I'd put it outside on warmer days getting it hardened up for the soon to come move to an outdoors location that I was in the process of scouting out in the nearby countryside. All was going well.
Something I should make clear here, is I was very cavalier in all things drug related... smoked cannabis in the garden with my friends whilst my Parent's were home, hid a large amount of paraphernalia in my room & of course grew a plant in our house. Now, one of the places I kept my plant was surreptitiously behind my open curtains on my windowsill.
One day, it was sitting there... soaking up some rays when my Mum came into my room. This was indeed a rare occurrence but one that happened from time to time, nonetheless. She made some idle conversation & then she asked to look out my window. My heart dropped. I stuttered & tried to make excuses but my Mum just said "It'll just take one second." I sat on my desk chair, waiting for the inevitable moment when I would incur my Mum's wrath. There was no way out of this. She went to the window & to my amazement, was so absorbed in what she was looking at out the window, she didn't even see the plant that would have been so easy to see out the corner of your eye. She left the room & I felt a wave of relief come over me... the cavalier grow continued!
I bet you thought that was the punch line of this story... well you're wrong. I'm not sure how long after this incident, but I'd taken to putting the plant on the windowsill in my Sister's unused room because it got more sun during the day. My Mum never went in my Sister's room, ever. But one day, she went to get some item that unbeknown to me was stored in my Sister's wardrobe. I had no idea this was going on. The first I heard of it was when my Mum, in her usual angry but trying to be casual tone asked me to come upstairs. This was ominous, but I had no idea what I was in for. She took me into my Sister's room & asked me what the plant was... My Mum knew I'd had green fingers - I'd been covering buying compost & pots by getting other plants at the same time, so I played dumb & said it was a seed I'd grown from one of the free packets I'd picked up. She didn't look convinced but to my amazement, accepted this answer.
I'd gotten away with it! Or had I... all was good until the evening, a few hours later, when I got beckoned to the PC upstairs where my Mum had waiting for me a picture of a cannabis plant. She asked me if it was the same as my plant & I casually said I guess it looked similar. My Mum had been doing her homework... then it came, the glare & the definitive statement that it was a cannabis plant. I didn't deny it. Then it all came out... eventually my Mum asked, "Will you stop smoking cannabis?" to which I said, "No." With the exception of my Dad's face on returning from a holiday abroad, I don't think I've seen a face go redder...
Well there you go folks, if you read to the bitter end... I'm sure you found it entertaining... you couldn't make it up. :D
I later found my plant in our boiler cupboard shrivelled up. It appears my Mum had not wanted to dispose of the plant in our compost or waste bins in fear of it being found. It's something that I think my Parent's hardly remember now but which is a very fond memory of mine. The scolding didn't put me off, I tried to grow again the following year but my seeds failed to germinate. I never tried again. I'm a little more careful with regards to drugs these days but not much... I have been caught by my Mum on drugs, although it took almost 10 years for that to happen! (it was 3 weeks ago!)
So, what are you stories?
I often find myself fondly remembering humorous incidents that involved or were related to drugs in some way & I'm sure many of you have similar stories... so why not share them!
So, let me get the ball rolling. There's a good bit of context & build-up to the climax, hang with it:
...
When I was around 16, I'd gotten into smoking cannabis big time. Proper stoner. We used to get some pretty damn nice strains because one of our classmates had connections to one of the biggest weed dealers in our city, who incidentally got put in jail eventually. Every now & then we'd be picking seeds out our weed... I'm sure you can see where this is going now. Being as we were getting strains like White Widow, Orange Bud, Diesel etc. I figured this was a great opportunity - I could get some quality, free weed! I asked if I could get a few seeds passed along to me next time I picked up an eighth/quarter & was soon germinating my very own seeds.
This progressed along nicely & I managed to successfully grow a plant in my Parent's house for over a month. I'd quite happily set up a home made grow lamp in the little side-loft in my room, even shuttled it to & from our greenhouse on nice days every morning & back to the house at night. I'd put it outside on warmer days getting it hardened up for the soon to come move to an outdoors location that I was in the process of scouting out in the nearby countryside. All was going well.
Something I should make clear here, is I was very cavalier in all things drug related... smoked cannabis in the garden with my friends whilst my Parent's were home, hid a large amount of paraphernalia in my room & of course grew a plant in our house. Now, one of the places I kept my plant was surreptitiously behind my open curtains on my windowsill.
One day, it was sitting there... soaking up some rays when my Mum came into my room. This was indeed a rare occurrence but one that happened from time to time, nonetheless. She made some idle conversation & then she asked to look out my window. My heart dropped. I stuttered & tried to make excuses but my Mum just said "It'll just take one second." I sat on my desk chair, waiting for the inevitable moment when I would incur my Mum's wrath. There was no way out of this. She went to the window & to my amazement, was so absorbed in what she was looking at out the window, she didn't even see the plant that would have been so easy to see out the corner of your eye. She left the room & I felt a wave of relief come over me... the cavalier grow continued!
I bet you thought that was the punch line of this story... well you're wrong. I'm not sure how long after this incident, but I'd taken to putting the plant on the windowsill in my Sister's unused room because it got more sun during the day. My Mum never went in my Sister's room, ever. But one day, she went to get some item that unbeknown to me was stored in my Sister's wardrobe. I had no idea this was going on. The first I heard of it was when my Mum, in her usual angry but trying to be casual tone asked me to come upstairs. This was ominous, but I had no idea what I was in for. She took me into my Sister's room & asked me what the plant was... My Mum knew I'd had green fingers - I'd been covering buying compost & pots by getting other plants at the same time, so I played dumb & said it was a seed I'd grown from one of the free packets I'd picked up. She didn't look convinced but to my amazement, accepted this answer.
I'd gotten away with it! Or had I... all was good until the evening, a few hours later, when I got beckoned to the PC upstairs where my Mum had waiting for me a picture of a cannabis plant. She asked me if it was the same as my plant & I casually said I guess it looked similar. My Mum had been doing her homework... then it came, the glare & the definitive statement that it was a cannabis plant. I didn't deny it. Then it all came out... eventually my Mum asked, "Will you stop smoking cannabis?" to which I said, "No." With the exception of my Dad's face on returning from a holiday abroad, I don't think I've seen a face go redder...
Well there you go folks, if you read to the bitter end... I'm sure you found it entertaining... you couldn't make it up. :D
I later found my plant in our boiler cupboard shrivelled up. It appears my Mum had not wanted to dispose of the plant in our compost or waste bins in fear of it being found. It's something that I think my Parent's hardly remember now but which is a very fond memory of mine. The scolding didn't put me off, I tried to grow again the following year but my seeds failed to germinate. I never tried again. I'm a little more careful with regards to drugs these days but not much... I have been caught by my Mum on drugs, although it took almost 10 years for that to happen! (it was 3 weeks ago!)
So, what are you stories?
![:\](https://bluelight.org/xf/BL_Images/Orig_Emoji/wrygrin.gif "wry grin :\")
:D 
........I want one now!!
