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also, smoking pot,hash,doing various chemicals in the car (not driving) but I find smoking or doing stuff in the car is shady enough....especially when passerbys do that look and you know theyr saying wtf?
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i hear that. my car sits low so people can see in (or cant, i have tint) to my lap which is where i usually had a cd case and a hose clamp shavin up an OC. judging by the looks on their faces when cruising by in traffic or stopped next to someone i'd say they could see exactly what i was doin in there.

i always tried to find a supermarket parking lot to do it and just park alone but not too shady in the last spot or anything. never had problems here and it was always pretty close to where i'd cop since theres 10 supermarkets in a 2 mi squared area
 
used to shoot up in the bathroom stalls at work (was working in a resturant) with people coming in and out. Would even have conversations with other employees across stalls, funny stuff.

Drove down a dead end bumpy dirty track with a friend once to bang some meth. Was quite funny trying to reverse out when we were done in a car that had lowered suspension - lol.
 
In high school, several students who were class officers (including the president) and a couple of their friends would lock themselves in the student government office and pour a bunch of coke out on the table and party during school hours. I didn't partake myself since it was before I was into drugs, but I did personally witness it happen and wanted to share it.
 
i got arrested once and had a 40mg OC loose in my pocket and when the cops stopped me they patted me down but they didn't reach inside my pockets and didn't find it. i was handcuffed and put in the back of a squad car. the cops were tossing my backpack and filling out paperwork on the hood of the car while i was alone in the backseat and after about 30 seconds i realized they were gonna turn my pockets inside-out at the station and find the pill so i really slowly lifted my ass up and almost broke my shoulder stretching my arms around to my front pocket. i was so scared of them seeing me that i was sweating bullets. i managed to get the pill between my middle and index finger and i tossed it onto my lap and then bent down and got it in my mouth. i had been smoking weed in a park right before getting arrested and had bad cottonmouth so i chewed it up as fast as i could and swallowed what didn't get stuck in my teeth. about 5 minutes later the cops got in the car and drove me to the station. after they went through this gated driveway they parked and let me out, one of the officers instructed the other to search the backseat of the car because he had "seen me moving around".

so in a way the sketchiest place i've ever done drugs was the back of a cop car even though i didn't give a shit about getting high at the time. i was glad later though cause i spent the night in a cell and probably wouldn't have slept a wink or been able to relax at all otherwise.
 
smoking meth the backseat of my car while parked next to the police station at my university ( i forgot i parked there) and a cop did walk by my car but luckily my suv has tinted windows
 
WZA: I have a similar story...Hey, after 25 years in it I will have alot!


Anyway, when I first went to America, I lived in the S. Bronx but have ALOT of family in Monmouth County, NJ (Deal and Freehold). Freehold is a small town and I kept racking up misdemeanour nonsense, they would catch me with paraphanelia, etc. but knew that I and my cousins were involved in shady things as it is a small town. So, they were always messing wioth me. I was walking down the street and I found a Box Turtle, a medium sized turtle and put it in a plastic shoping bag. If you ask me why, I will never be able to answer. I just did it.


I am walking down one of their main streets and I see the plain car pull up beside me and a Pig shose name I cannot even remember gets out, and he was one of the main instigators against me and my cousins. So, he starts his B.S. "What is in the bag?" over and over and over.


Finally, I just look at him straight faced and said a "Box Turtle."

"Can I search it?" I play like I am offended and talk about American "Rights" and yadda, yadda, yadda and he is sure, absolutely sure he has finally nailed me with what he has been trying to catch. They daio for a Drug Dog.


Drug Dog comes from the Sherriff which is another Dept and it takes maybe an hour. By now 4 police cars, many onlookers, and these jerkoffs even have a copter in the sky watching me like I am John Dillenger.

The Pig is so , so happy, almost bouncing on his heels. The Drug Dog comes, he alerts on me. I was actually clean but I suppose it was in my clothes by then and the alert gives them "Probable Cause."


They push my face into the wall of a grocery store and everyone is exicted..."Oooooh the criminal is going away!!!!!" They triumphantly take my bag and open it.....and see 4 magazines, some Chinese fortune cookies left ocer from lunch, and my new friend Mr. Box Turtle.


Had it been an isolated place they probably would have crippeled or even perhaps kill me. I still played it straight though. The cop is red faced, he cannot even look at me now, leaving my buddy/turtle on the floor. All the people ar elaughing, and then they let me go after maybe 20 minutes of trying their best to think of something to justify their B.S.


Ahhhh, America....
 
rachamim said:
WZA: I have a similar story...Hey, after 25 years in it I will have alot!


Anyway, when I first went to America, I lived in the S. Bronx but have ALOT of family in Monmouth County, NJ (Deal and Freehold). Freehold is a small town and I kept racking up misdemeanour nonsense, they would catch me with paraphanelia, etc. but knew that I and my cousins were involved in shady things as it is a small town. So, they were always messing wioth me. I was walking down the street and I found a Box Turtle, a medium sized turtle and put it in a plastic shoping bag. If you ask me why, I will never be able to answer. I just did it.


I am walking down one of their main streets and I see the plain car pull up beside me and a Pig shose name I cannot even remember gets out, and he was one of the main instigators against me and my cousins. So, he starts his B.S. "What is in the bag?" over and over and over.


Finally, I just look at him straight faced and said a "Box Turtle."

"Can I search it?" I play like I am offended and talk about American "Rights" and yadda, yadda, yadda and he is sure, absolutely sure he has finally nailed me with what he has been trying to catch. They daio for a Drug Dog.


Drug Dog comes from the Sherriff which is another Dept and it takes maybe an hour. By now 4 police cars, many onlookers, and these jerkoffs even have a copter in the sky watching me like I am John Dillenger.

The Pig is so , so happy, almost bouncing on his heels. The Drug Dog comes, he alerts on me. I was actually clean but I suppose it was in my clothes by then and the alert gives them "Probable Cause."


They push my face into the wall of a grocery store and everyone is exicted..."Oooooh the criminal is going away!!!!!" They triumphantly take my bag and open it.....and see 4 magazines, some Chinese fortune cookies left ocer from lunch, and my new friend Mr. Box Turtle.


Had it been an isolated place they probably would have crippeled or even perhaps kill me. I still played it straight though. The cop is red faced, he cannot even look at me now, leaving my buddy/turtle on the floor. All the people ar elaughing, and then they let me go after maybe 20 minutes of trying their best to think of something to justify their B.S.


Ahhhh, America....
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Awesome stuff my friend, phenomenally well played.

Reading that has possibly been the greatest experience I've ever had here in 4 years of Bluelight.

Best of Bluelight possibly? Anyone else share my sentiments about Rachamin's score for the team there?

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in the bronx in a well known drug neighborhood. crack dealers on every corner. heroin glassines and empty baggies littering the streets.. oh and i was sniffing coke and heroin at 2am in this neighborhood...
 
I was driving pretty high and I turned into a courthouse and was about to spark the bowl when I realised there was two cop cars sitting next to each other talking and they both looked up at me. I just kept drivnig. The stupid things you do while high
 
rachimim said:
WZA: I have a similar story...Hey, after 25 years in it I will have alot!


Anyway, when I first went to America, I lived in the S. Bronx but have ALOT of family in Monmouth County, NJ (Deal and Freehold). Freehold is a small town and I kept racking up misdemeanour nonsense, they would catch me with paraphanelia, etc. but knew that I and my cousins were involved in shady things as it is a small town. So, they were always messing wioth me. I was walking down the street and I found a Box Turtle, a medium sized turtle and put it in a plastic shoping bag. If you ask me why, I will never be able to answer. I just did it.


I am walking down one of their main streets and I see the plain car pull up beside me and a Pig shose name I cannot even remember gets out, and he was one of the main instigators against me and my cousins. So, he starts his B.S. "What is in the bag?" over and over and over.


Finally, I just look at him straight faced and said a "Box Turtle."

"Can I search it?" I play like I am offended and talk about American "Rights" and yadda, yadda, yadda and he is sure, absolutely sure he has finally nailed me with what he has been trying to catch. They daio for a Drug Dog.


Drug Dog comes from the Sherriff which is another Dept and it takes maybe an hour. By now 4 police cars, many onlookers, and these jerkoffs even have a copter in the sky watching me like I am John Dillenger.

The Pig is so , so happy, almost bouncing on his heels. The Drug Dog comes, he alerts on me. I was actually clean but I suppose it was in my clothes by then and the alert gives them "Probable Cause."


They push my face into the wall of a grocery store and everyone is exicted..."Oooooh the criminal is going away!!!!!" They triumphantly take my bag and open it.....and see 4 magazines, some Chinese fortune cookies left ocer from lunch, and my new friend Mr. Box Turtle.


Had it been an isolated place they probably would have crippeled or even perhaps kill me. I still played it straight though. The cop is red faced, he cannot even look at me now, leaving my buddy/turtle on the floor. All the people ar elaughing, and then they let me go after maybe 20 minutes of trying their best to think of something to justify their B.S.


Ahhhh, America....
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This is by far one of the funniest things I have ever read on bl. Good story.
 
The worst place for me was when I was making an amtrak connect, and during my layover (it had been a long weekend, and I had gotten little sleep, very tired, sore, strung out from too much fun) I decided to smoke some decent bud that I had left before catching my train home, so as to enjoy the 2-3 hours of scenery and kill the headaches, nausea, etc. I walked outside of the station w/ my shit and found this little abandoned square of dirt surrounded by crappy wooden fence on 3 sides. The only thing it could see was the wall and windows of this strange brick attachment to the amtrack building, which I didn't think anything of. Some 4 bowls later, I stagger my way back and read that the curious brick building was in fact the/a police station which was for some sadistic reason attached to the amtrak station. So I spent over 20 min toking up in front of the police station, w/ occasional people walking in or out, I felt real bright 8) . Didn't have any trouble though, so it turned from being a potential nightmare to penalty free story material. :D

Also as far as other bad places, have popped and snorting pills and powders in any and all places (lectures, airplanes, bathrooms, family functions, abandoned lots, etc.) never had a problem yet, but no reason to suspect I won't fuck up one day.
 
Ketamine on a park bench earlier this week.
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classy.
 
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I took 3 vicodin during a Biology test. I brought the pills to take a hour before class got out. It turned out we had a test that day and I had no idea because all I did that week was smoke weed, drop acid, and eat vicodin. The tests don't take more than 45 minutes to take so I popped the pills. That way I could go smoke weed right after the test. It was a happy day.
 
Endless sketchy washroom dope-shot scenarios(high school, restaurants, gas stations, mom's house, bars, local community college) alleyways, mid-hood shooting galleries, moving vehicles, the same room as sleeping straight edged friends & family members....damn!

Stolen bulk poppy seeds in stolent 2L bottles/milk jugs, in the washroom of freshly shoplifted establishment...

Smoking weed anywhere stupidly without hesitation...

thems the standout loser-ass situations i could think of.
 
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