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i've found nugs on my floor; one particular time i stumbled upon all these loose nugs that had fallen out of a jar i used to keep my weed in... inside an armchair. i had to feel around the base of the chair for a bit, but i found about 5 good sized buds. was desperate too.

found my dads GF's temazepam, wasnt game to take any though... i reckon she'd notice.

Another time i found my friend's dad's stash of weed... mucho nug in a shopping bag. many "samples" were taken over time as required :)

i never tend to find shit of value just lying around while out and about; maybe im too spaced while walking around most of the time.
 
SmokeDro420 said:
Lets start....

Once cleaning up after I had a party I was leaving for work and on my way out the door found 2.5 g's in a ziploc on the ground.


Was looking for a small piece of broken bong one day because I was bored and felt like repairing Roy Jones i found a gram of pot and a big chunk of hash in the shag carpet.


Back when I used to slang dope I would always just throw a gram over my shoulder and not look whenever I chopped up large amounts so that when I was in a hurtin state of dope I could just look around for 10 minutes or so and score on some dope. Its definitly saved my ass at least a half a dozen times.


One time at a party was taking a chick into the bushes to go fuck her and we ran into 4 full grown marijuana plants (Fuckin Gorgeous at the Time). So we had sex under the weed and I came back the next weekend to hack those fuckers down. Had to split the dope with some homies who helped me out but I still got a good 3 ounces off the fucker. And I got laid infront of maryjane


Ive come home from work countless times to find bowls I didnt finish the night before. Nothing goes down smooth like a surprise bong after work.


Found 2 ounces in a shopping bag hiding in the bushes near a creek last summer. The dope was a little bit damp but I sold it anyway so meh. I smoked a little and it was shwaggy so I just sold it.


Found 80 bucks in my pocket the morning after I got booked, that was sweet cause i was BROKE and needed money hard.


Was blazning in Lackies Bush one day (massive pot smoking bush) with a group of buddies when the 5-0 rolle down the hill. I watched him start talkin to a dealer and after a minute the group just booked in all different directions and I saw him throw a big bag of dope into the bushes. He took off, the cop left, I retrieved the dope. It was a little more than a half ounce. (shwing!)


A buddy bought a new bong and we only had a 5 piece to christen the fucker with. The night before I bought a half quarter, and I got so fucked that night I thought I smoked it all. We got to our blazing spot and as we were busting up our tiny ass session I look beside the seat and see one of the grams from that half quarter sitting on the ground smiling at me.


Sisters boyfriend came to my house for a few days with a half-quarter of moroccan hash...it was fuckin goooooooooood....anyway he smoked maybe a gram with me in the time he was here. Before he left to go back to school (4 hours away) we smoked a session, got really stoned, and he left. Oh wait, he left all his hash in my room :) 2.5 grams of hash...that lasted me...oh...maybe the afternooon?
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Wouldn't a "half-quarter" be an eighth???
 
Back when I was a really heavy pot smoker with no money, a friend and I planted some mj seeds in the woods behind his house. We weren't too serious about it... we just germinated a bunch of seeds and planted them, didn't take care of them or anything. I guess we kinda forgot we did it in the first place.

Then around the harvesting time of the year, we were really drunk and stoned, chillin at his house. We decided to go back into the woods and see if anything became of the plants. It was like midnite and really dark and overgrown. When we got to the patch of land where we had planted the seeds, there was this huge, dank plant that was planted in a white bucket.

We started yanking buds off the plant and returned to his party happy as hell. The plant needed like two more weeks to fully mature. We thought we could either go snatch it and let it finish somewhere else or just go steal the plant. Keep in mind, we were still living with our parents so finishing the plant somewhere else wouldn't be the easiest task. We decided to go out the next night with a trash bag and took the plant. It was awesome.

We dried it in my Mom's shed and ended up getting close to an ounce.

I guess the spot we chose was really good seeing as though someone else used it too.. heh.

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Another time, I was selling pot when I was in college. I had a pound of bud hidden in my closet. 2 fuckers broke into my house with guns when I wasn't there. They stole like 2 grand worth of shit out of my closet (I would've made way more off it) after they kicked in my locked door and duct taped, pistol whipped, and stabbed my friend. Luckily, he was ok after some stitches. I came home and there was bloody duct tape all over my floor. Also, they didn't get $700 I had hidden in my closet too. They dropped like an ounce or so on the floor as they were leaving. They stole a bunch of dvds too, now that I think about it.

I still never found out who those assholes were. I think this bitch I was selling shit to told them about me. They knew exactly where to go in my room... still pisses me off so much...

... Anyway, one day we were sitting around in my room and pissed because we didn't have any bud to smoke. I decided to look under my bed for some reason and found this huge bud that they must have dropped. It weighed out to be around a 1/4 and was pretty good shit. It was awesome! However, not awesome enough to make up for getting jacked.

The moral of this story - don't sell drugs.

I've found some other random prescription pills and whatnot that I've dropped, etc. It's always nice to find drugs..
 
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never found anything except once - I dropped a bag of weed in a carpark (didnt realise it at the time), and desperately went back there looking about an hour later (was a busy carpark, at night, next to a club), and it was still there.
Not losing something is about the luckiest ive gotten.
 
Once a bag of weed fell out of my show on the walk home. I realized it as soon as I got home and went to look outside but it was too dark. At 10 am the next morning I walked the exact path I took and it was sitting rolled up on the side walk :)

I have found a few nuggs in my house when I use to buy a lot of ounces. One behind the fridge and 1 under the bed.

Ive lost a few muscle relaxers and percs before and found them way later.
 
found a full bottle of hydrocodone with either an antihistamine or homatropine in it in some abandoned house. it was like only 3 years old too.

a much older friend of mine found nazi morphine syrettes from ww2 one time and shot it up another time his friend found antique bottles of cocaine hcl and morphine, tincture of cannabis and tincture of belladonna. I think he said they tried the coke and morphine and it was still good, this was all back in the 70s though.
 
i dropped a waterbottle of gin in the woods one time, at night


found it the next day

(btw that night ended up being one of the best of my life, despite the fact that i lost my alcohol)
 
A couple years a go, I found a paper sack full of bottles of prescription (made to different people) drugs. Opiates, benzos, and some stuff I didnt' recognize at the time. It looked like the Drug Store Cowboy's stash. Becuase I had recently quit opiates, and I was too busy finishing a project to have time to take them up again, I left it under the stairs where I'd found it.
 
back in the day while desperate for OC's i started looking on the floor around the area where i would normally crush it up. after about 15 min on my hands and knees, i found enough bits a peices to ward off w/d for a night.
 
I found a joint laying on the ground once, I was walking enroute to my normal smack dealers place this day I decided to take a different route. I happen to glance down and saw a roll-up, tobacco cig. Considering the area [SOHO/NOHO area in NYC, you never know what you'll find there] I knew that roll-ups were commonly found on the street. My gut told me to pick it up, my head was saying its just a tobacco smoke, I said what the fuck?! I had nothing to loose and being the wild and crazy guy I am I picked it up sniffed it, nothing. Cracked the tip a bright green, ahhh perfect.

So I lit the little freebie and took 5-6 big draws, held that shit in than the world warped on me and I was sent here to rub my face against a firehose [I was standing in front of a firehouse] and feel the texture and be that texture. Than the little 'drug entities' ala aliens wouldn't take me back on there silver spaceship that would be flying thru the yellow haze of the moon and I would have my freedom back and my swirled mind sighed with relief.

I guess it was laced with PCP because I apparently attacked a fireman and made lude gestures and comments while shooting the firehose between my legs. Something about suck my cock motherfuckers, your holding me up I need to get my smack, anyways it didnt turn out well. I ended up in a 3-month psychward. Doped-up on Anti-psychotic's drooling staring into the world or what looks to be the world. Occasionally if I was bad and acted up a Big nurse would come and tell me to bend over and thrusted a long needle in my buttocks, ahh Thorazine rushed to numb. I would act-up on purpose quite often. I ran the psychward, had a whole pill ring going on with the patients in the next ward over who took pain meds. Tranquilizers form them and opiates for us or shall I say me. I was a doped up'd up loser and scored lots of drugs but I wore pajamas all day and its all cause that blasted damn joint I happen to pick up and smoke.

I dropped a dippy the other day, so wet it was literally dripping with PCP. I proceeded to lick the excess off in the same manner as I would a teenage pussy, i.e like a dog. I set it right outside the methadone clinic on 6th and Bendover St. Somebody is gonna have a fun time ;)

Just pulling your chain, ha. No psychwards for me. I just got stoned and had a hard time looking at a few people without laughing with my cashed red eyes which visually said I am fucking stoned. Scored my smack and went on with my day.

I am sure I have found other drugs
 
.... what the fuck.

Cool story. We definately need to bring back drug porn. Maybe a drug porn forum moderated by blahblahblahblah, rachamim18, lee harvey, and a few other old boneheads.
 
at temple of boom TDOT, me and one of my girls saw a fat bo on the ground looked like a fat brick of e, we took it and ran thenr ealized they were all over the floor and it was a marketing ad with a flyer inside of it ^^< the others looked obvious tho ours had a chunk missin out of it so it looked real lol ^^
 
Oh yeah a found an adderol XR (25mg?) on the ground in school once, railed it


also many times apon heading to the bathroom i see my friend going to the same one with a rittalin or adderol ready for use
 
finding drugs in strange places

Here's a good one: one of my good friends is in the grocery store one day, just walking around and buying random crap. He grabs for some crackers, and behind the box is a tab and a joint (which turns out to be dro). Of course he immediately went to the store manager and said that an employee had accidentally left his belongings somewhere. Wait, that's not true... he took the tab and smoked the dro.

What the FUCK are the odds of this happening. I simply don't understand... how?
 
like someone would hide that behind a box of crackers wouldnt someone find it eventually anyway...maybe he was trippin when he hid it
 
How about finding an 1/8th of glass in a red jeep on accident when you were looking for a friends cigs he left in a nearly identical looking red jeep in the school parking lot?
 
how about Finding 3/4 ounce of coke at your work like my friend did, i couldnt believe it, but then i saw it.....man some people luck out. He was smart and didnt do any and just flipped it
 
Fuck that. I wouldn't tell anyone i found a 3/4oz coke. Much less sell it. I would just get ready for about a ~1 week bender
 
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