If you are not interested in the story and only wanna know where and how I painfully, disgusting hid my drugs and money, goto the blue text at the bottom.
For those who are interested,
The Leadup:
I'm riding the bus to school with some money in my pocket, hoping to buy from 2 friends of mine. Plus I brought a baggie of some very good amphetamines just in case they punked out.
Also I had slept 0 hours that night from being on the amphetamines. (but I felt great this morning so who cares)
Anyway I snort the rest of my stash, buy from friend A, do some research on the pills on google on my friends phone to make sure it's all good. He also gave me 2 random pills. Turns out they were sleeping pills so I chunk them out the window (remember this).
I buy from friend B, add that to the baggie I got from friend A. Already high on stimulants, I say screw it and take one of the pills I received from friend A, which also is a stimulant.
The baggie of pills was slightly larger than a golfball (remember this
) and was hid in my shoe and 2 brand new crisp bills were in my pocket. All 3 of us feeling great, arrive at school and get off the bus.
I guess, now to the "good" part.
As soon as we walk in the building friend A and I get called to the office. Instantly he takes my friend to a room. *Also, me having drugs at school is a rarity, and I was scared shitless*
5 minutes later he comes out and takes me to a separate room. The first thing he asks me is where are the pills. I'm thinking, "What you talkin' bout Willis?. Then 1/2 a second later I realize I'm fucked. I have multiple schedule II narcotics in my possession. I say dumbly, "ohhummurr, what pillls?"
I ended up telling him the pills A gave me were fake and I chunked them out the window (remember?) and multiple people saw me throw it out.
He then asks what I snorted this morning. I somehow convinced him I was straight this morning. He then tells me that the police department was coming, he had witness lined up proving my guilt, and if I come clean now and give up the pills before the police get here it won't be so bad.
He then leaves the room to go talk to friend A. (who btw f*#king told everything.)
Without a moment of hesitation, I took the enormous golf ball sized baggie of half-assed wrapped pills, put it in my mouth for a second to lubricate it, and painfully shoved it up my ass. *OMFG the BURRNN!!* While still in pain I then took the 2 very crisp and hard
bills, wadded them up, put it in my mouth for a second, then shoved it up my anus. 200x worse than the baggie. *AAHHH HOLY BBURGGOHSHITT! 
*
I have never done this before, and hope to NEVER do it again.
If you want to skip the conclusion to this story and just want to read about my experience getting this shit out of me scroll down to the last red text.
To make a long depressing story short...
I had policemen threaten me and try to "scare-me-straight" I guess A snitched on B, because I guess B sold stuff to A sometime or another. *Now realizes that A is an untrustworthy little bitch. If it wasn't for him no one would of been in trouble.*
I got in the least trouble because I did not sell any Category II drugs. (major offense) I was suspended, with a school board meeting at a later date deciding my fate.
Idk if anything was found on them, but this is what happened to them.
"A" got sent to a jail cell immediately and will be doing to a detention center type thing, but much more intense.
"B" was found out to be on probation for attempted murder (Geez, and you think you know who your friends are.) He is also being shipped off to a facility, but no jail cell for him that afternoon. (That I know of.)
Eventhough the drug rant did not get to me, I am on a very, very short leash. And I still don't know all of what will happen to me. I will be quitting any and all substances to straighten my life out. (Even though it wasn't messed up to start with... Damn you media for giving a bad rap of drugs) I will probably have to quit for 4-16 months.
What really pisses me off is that I was NEVER searched. I shoved a golfball, and what felt like a ninja star up my virgin anus for nothing!
This did f-up my life currently, but hopefully it can entertain and educate.
Now, for those who are interested in how I got this deepy packed shit out of me. Overall it stayed in my rectum for about 6 hours.
Reader Beware: Very graphic and disturbing detailing...enjoy
Well as soon as I got home I rushed to the bathroom, cause I had no idea what it was doing in there.
I sat on the toilet. On my initial try I squeezed like I would on a moderate shit. Nothing happened, not even a wiggle. So I spread my cheeks, squeeze so hard I was shaking. I felt my anus and felt maybe a millimeter of the bills poke out. This gave a small sign of relief, but also gave a tragic discovery...
I would have to reach in my anus and get them. So I man'd up, and after 4 tries of painstakingly squeezing and reaching in I gripped it. Pulling it out felt about like.... Well, it was something like taking your asshole and RIPPING and CUTTING it the fuck up. After I pulled it out there was blood all over the bills and on my hand. I didn't give a damn cause I got it out! Yay! :D
Anyway, next up was the golf ball sized baggy. It was obviously deeper in than the bills, but I had no idea how deep. After 3 minutes of searching I could feel no baggy! Nothing! Just gross inner feelings! Well somehow or another I went into a hidden hallway, fell in a trapdoor and Wam-Bam-ThankYou-Sam I found it! After a few moments of manovering I got the BIT*H out!
This whole process took 15-20 minutes.
Also, this may of seemed like... Well a screwed up way of hiding it, but if I WAS caught with them I would have been in 3x the trouble.
I hope you enjoyed, and will learn from my experience.
-ShAnX101
For those who are interested,
The Leadup:
I'm riding the bus to school with some money in my pocket, hoping to buy from 2 friends of mine. Plus I brought a baggie of some very good amphetamines just in case they punked out.
Also I had slept 0 hours that night from being on the amphetamines. (but I felt great this morning so who cares)
Anyway I snort the rest of my stash, buy from friend A, do some research on the pills on google on my friends phone to make sure it's all good. He also gave me 2 random pills. Turns out they were sleeping pills so I chunk them out the window (remember this).
I buy from friend B, add that to the baggie I got from friend A. Already high on stimulants, I say screw it and take one of the pills I received from friend A, which also is a stimulant.
The baggie of pills was slightly larger than a golfball (remember this
) and was hid in my shoe and 2 brand new crisp bills were in my pocket. All 3 of us feeling great, arrive at school and get off the bus. I guess, now to the "good" part.
As soon as we walk in the building friend A and I get called to the office. Instantly he takes my friend to a room. *Also, me having drugs at school is a rarity, and I was scared shitless*
5 minutes later he comes out and takes me to a separate room. The first thing he asks me is where are the pills. I'm thinking, "What you talkin' bout Willis?. Then 1/2 a second later I realize I'm fucked. I have multiple schedule II narcotics in my possession. I say dumbly, "ohhummurr, what pillls?"
I ended up telling him the pills A gave me were fake and I chunked them out the window (remember?) and multiple people saw me throw it out.
He then asks what I snorted this morning. I somehow convinced him I was straight this morning. He then tells me that the police department was coming, he had witness lined up proving my guilt, and if I come clean now and give up the pills before the police get here it won't be so bad.
He then leaves the room to go talk to friend A. (who btw f*#king told everything.)
Without a moment of hesitation, I took the enormous golf ball sized baggie of half-assed wrapped pills, put it in my mouth for a second to lubricate it, and painfully shoved it up my ass. *OMFG the BURRNN!!* While still in pain I then took the 2 very crisp and hard
bills, wadded them up, put it in my mouth for a second, then shoved it up my anus. 200x worse than the baggie. *AAHHH HOLY BBURGGOHSHITT! * I have never done this before, and hope to NEVER do it again.
If you want to skip the conclusion to this story and just want to read about my experience getting this shit out of me scroll down to the last red text.
To make a long depressing story short...
I had policemen threaten me and try to "scare-me-straight" I guess A snitched on B, because I guess B sold stuff to A sometime or another. *Now realizes that A is an untrustworthy little bitch. If it wasn't for him no one would of been in trouble.*
I got in the least trouble because I did not sell any Category II drugs. (major offense) I was suspended, with a school board meeting at a later date deciding my fate.
Idk if anything was found on them, but this is what happened to them.
"A" got sent to a jail cell immediately and will be doing to a detention center type thing, but much more intense.
"B" was found out to be on probation for attempted murder (Geez, and you think you know who your friends are.) He is also being shipped off to a facility, but no jail cell for him that afternoon. (That I know of.)
Eventhough the drug rant did not get to me, I am on a very, very short leash. And I still don't know all of what will happen to me. I will be quitting any and all substances to straighten my life out. (Even though it wasn't messed up to start with... Damn you media for giving a bad rap of drugs) I will probably have to quit for 4-16 months.
What really pisses me off is that I was NEVER searched. I shoved a golfball, and what felt like a ninja star up my virgin anus for nothing!
This did f-up my life currently, but hopefully it can entertain and educate.
Now, for those who are interested in how I got this deepy packed shit out of me. Overall it stayed in my rectum for about 6 hours.
Reader Beware: Very graphic and disturbing detailing...enjoy
Well as soon as I got home I rushed to the bathroom, cause I had no idea what it was doing in there.
I sat on the toilet. On my initial try I squeezed like I would on a moderate shit. Nothing happened, not even a wiggle. So I spread my cheeks, squeeze so hard I was shaking. I felt my anus and felt maybe a millimeter of the bills poke out. This gave a small sign of relief, but also gave a tragic discovery...
I would have to reach in my anus and get them. So I man'd up, and after 4 tries of painstakingly squeezing and reaching in I gripped it. Pulling it out felt about like.... Well, it was something like taking your asshole and RIPPING and CUTTING it the fuck up. After I pulled it out there was blood all over the bills and on my hand. I didn't give a damn cause I got it out! Yay! :D
Anyway, next up was the golf ball sized baggy. It was obviously deeper in than the bills, but I had no idea how deep. After 3 minutes of searching I could feel no baggy! Nothing! Just gross inner feelings! Well somehow or another I went into a hidden hallway, fell in a trapdoor and Wam-Bam-ThankYou-Sam I found it! After a few moments of manovering I got the BIT*H out!
This whole process took 15-20 minutes.
Also, this may of seemed like... Well a screwed up way of hiding it, but if I WAS caught with them I would have been in 3x the trouble.
I hope you enjoyed, and will learn from my experience.
-ShAnX101
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