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Stories of being caught by parents

23 now and I am way too naturally anxious and paranoid to even allow the POSSIBILITY of getting caught. I keep things so DL that people think I'm nuts but hey, I've never been caught with anything by anyone that I didn't want to know.
 
Haven't been caught in the act, but been caught tweaking, hardcore. I was dancing, like, jumping dancing around in circles... in the basement to the beastie boys
and my mom gets up and comes down the stairs... and she's like "...what.. are you doing.. why..why are you still awake?"
and I reply...
"CAUSE IT'S TIME TO GET ILL!!!!"

near close encounter..
I had just railed a fat line and was getting ready for my second... fuckin.. she walks in the dor and I throw the shit on the floor and put the straw in my pocket and slide the mirror under my table... close.. fuckin.. call. "What's under your foot" um.. um um.. my.. my thing?

"ARE YOU HIDING DRUGS FROM ME"

...and she just left.
 
Never once even came close. Too cautious to let something like that happen.
 
^reallly? cause i always said that and never was able to come close to reaching that goal when i was younger.... never got caught in the act or had very much shit found, but those god damn empty bags chilling around and kids talking getting word back to my parents always seemed to fuck me over. and the fuckin po-lice, assholes...
 
stayen at my mates house 2nd time ever doing ecstasy i took 7 pills in one swallow his mum and step dad came back around 3 and i was FUCKEDD kept shouten wer the fuck is the laptop (he didnt even have a laptop) and i was shoutin people who wernt even ther and rollin about the floor felt fucken great =D but got caugt :(. and his parents told mine.
 
My parents suspected me of being high because of my strange behavior (1500 mg of DXM tends to make you strange), and searched my backpack when I was asleep. That was the first and last time I didn't hide my weed on top of the power supply in my computer case. My father confronted me about it the next day after he picked me up from work...he had a friend of the family come over and positively identify it as marijuana. He was a pharmacist :)

What really sucked about the whole situation is that to this day nearly 5 years later that was in the top 1% of weed I have ever gotten. I have only gotten better weed than that a handful of times, even though I have smoked heavily for years and lived in Las Vegas, San Diego, and Baltimore. It was better than anything that was bought from a medical shop for me, or from a grower I knew, or people I knew who shipped weight in from northern california.

My mouth is watering for it now, I can still smell and taste it. I even remember the bag with it's pink seal. I live in a small town in Nebraska with around 1200 people in it, so when drugs are available they are expensive. *please do not post prices*.

But anymore I only worry about the police catching me, so that is a plus :)
 
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Effff.

This all happened when I was in the 8th grade and I had been smoking for a little while. I use to always smoke with a friend of mine who lived down the street from me, and me and him were talking to a friend who happened to have a 60 of some super dank. So me being the fucking stoner I am, I jumped on that deal quick. Later that day my whole family wanted to go to my sisters softball game and we thought it was the perfect place to smoke it, cause there was a BMX park very near by. I had 2 other friends meet me there and we made a bubbler which was pretty decent (thanks youtube :P) we smoked about 40-50 of that dank and by then i was beyond fucked up (i had a low tolerance) So apparently one of the kids we were with told his sister who then told mine and she is a sheltered little bitch who told my mom. I remember walking home the next day after school i had a few bowls with my friend because my mom doesnt come home till late, and come to find out shes home so i walk in and she says sit. Im sitting there like "fuck somethings up" She pulls out 5 empty bags where the dank was and pulls out a pipe and a huge bag of dank and i just looked at her and cracked up and she started yelling and shit my dad never found out..

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Also once i was at my house i am in my freshman year in high school now and im starting to try a little bit more stuff. Me and my friend spent a day or two trying to find shrooms (hard to find them where i live.) and we finally found someone who took us to pick some and we get back to my place and i eat like 5 or 6 caps and a few stems and then i look it up and it says first time shroomers should start out small so i knew i was sabout to go for a ride (I was a small kid so it didnt take much to twist my mind in various ways hah.) By the time we ate them my parents were asleep and we were about 1 hour into the trip when i heard someone in the living room. I started to freak and i was hit with a bad trip i was freaking out and i walked out into my living room and someone was getting water and i didnt know what or who it was so i grabbed the nearest thing to me (which happened to be a pillow) i ran into my kitchen and threw it at them and dropped to the ground and just layed there i remember my parents yelling at me and me fading in and out of reality laughing.

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I still smoke daily but my parents are nazi's both times i got caught i was grounded for life got daily lectures and shit. I kinda wanna get caught again so when they say do you smoke i can say "yes, and thats how things are going to say" or somthing. I just dont have the balls to do it, they are fucking psyco.

P.S. This shit was kinda fun to type im typing it at 3:12 a.m and im tweekin HAHA.
 
friday two of my friends i were bored as fuck so we went to cop about 21mg of xanax and then did our best to split it 3 ways. all of us potentiated it with some cimetidine. we then proceeded to walk to our school cafeteria to grab lunch. after about 15min of drinking slurpees the last thing i remember was walking outside of the cafeteria with my friends... and then i woke up in a psych ward with some fucking doctor lady telling me my parents will be here shortly.
i was like where the fuck am i and she says this is some psych ward that is closest to the er where you were taken blah blah :!
im like what er?? apparently i was found passed out on the ground outside my dorm at some point in time and someone called 911 but i dont remember a goddamn thing. anyways my parents got there and they were infuriated and i had to have this brutal conversation with an anti-drug counselor and my parents, who have been in denial about my drug use for a while. needless to say now im fucked
 
My parents now know almost everything about my drug use (I have a bad habit of spilling secrets when I'm high on benzos). They understand why I use benzos, but they have a big problem with my meth habit. Still, I try to not let them catch me using. I live with them, so I try to be as respectful as I can.
 
well, I have walked in on my dad shooting H and pills, but he has walked in on me shooting up too. It wasn't so much a sense of shock or disappointment but fuck why aren't you sharing that shit! (fucked up family).

another time I forgot I left a cooker (spoon) in my moms car one time. She came up to me with a burnt nasty looking spoon later, was hard explaining that one...
 
well my parents know I'm in constant pain. I get caught snorting my meds all the time and its col with them bc they know when i do that i'm in serious pain. And i need it too hit me fast;) haha

but

on the other note one of my old lady friends down the road she just started shooting oxies. and roxies shit like that. She told me that she tried it bc eatting and snorting just wasn't doing it. Well for the last 3 weeks all she has been doing is opana oxies and xanax and any other opiate she can find. Well a good friend of hers told her parents bout her doing all this shit now. And mom and pop found her stash and it wasn't pretty at all. She is now checked in to a detox center a few hours away. I told her its going to be tuff but this is a great thing that she is doing. But she would not be doing this if her parents didn't find her shit and her friend didn't tell. I have always heard that its not worth a damn going to rehab if u don't want to quite. I will keep u guy in bluelightLand posted.

Peace, Love, *&* KappYness
 
^yeah i agree. If you don't want to quit doin dope and pills, going to rehab is worthless and a waste of her parents money too. when she gets out she'll go right back to getting high
 
It was exam time when A and B went for a smoke on the top floor of A's house.
A's mum shouts up: whats that funny smell?
A shouts down: its fruit chewing gum....
A's mum shouts back up: it smells like dope!
A shouts back: I'd never do that in exam time....

F**K...

she defiantly clocked it lol
 
nonbeliever said:
It was exam time when A and B went for a smoke on the top floor of A's house.
A's mum shouts up: whats that funny smell?
A shouts down: its fruit chewing gum....
A's mum shouts back up: it smells like dope!
A shouts back: I'd never do that in exam time....

F**K...

she defiantly clocked it lol
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Homeschoolers? :D
 
1st thing I should mention. My parents are both prison guards here in Texas SO they knew the small, book, etc.

When I was caught the first time it was pot (shitty dirt weed, Mexican style)... and I had a zone (oz) or so. and some papers. BUSTED... 4years of crap came soon after, being frisked, searched and such.

When doing harder drugs later in my teens, I was busted with 5-meo-DMT, AMT, DPT, MDMA, and nitrious ox... they couldn't figure out what the tryptamines were, but the design on the X was a give away, as was the cracker and balloon of the gas.

Next time caught was OXY and Duragesic 100mcg patch. They went ape SHIT... went to rehab, etc, etc... and a stint in a mental hospital... I am now married and out of that place THANK GOD (orbiting teapot)... they thought the oxy was Rx ADVIL! ROTFL!

My wife is awesome and just says don't fuck up and makes sure I make it to bed and she is the opposite of my parents (even thought she never did drugs before we met)... still doesnt do many, but smokes for pain occasionally and loved her experiances with LSD and MDMA, we did together. gotta love life changes. Now my parents and i are good again, since they live in the middle of texas, and I live in the north. AHHH anyway.
 
Damn I cant believe i made it through the whole thread haha only took a few sessions. Well here are some of my stories enjoy..

When I was 15 my dad found 3 home made pyrex glass bongs in my closet. All he said to me was interesting science experiment in your room. After he talked to my stepmom he got all pissy and made me throw them out.

Well the first time i got caught in the act i was also 15 and had liek 4 friends over. My dad said he was going shopping for an hour or so.

Me: "Lets go smoke on the porch"
Friend A: "Ill roll a joint"
Friend B: "Ill pack my bowl"
Friend C: "Lets smoke a bowl outta my hookah"

So anyways about 15 minutes later we were all high as fuck still smoking and my dad came home. He only saw the hookah but he flipped out. "WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING"... Me "uhh getting high?"

He cooled down eventually and then made the biggest sandwhich ever and came outside and started eating in front of me. Dad "looks good huh" Me "yeaaah, can i have a bite" Dad "uh sure... not! go make your own"
 
"Mom...I'm fucking sick!!!" *Pass out*

*Mom walks in sees that I shit/pissed myself and am unconscious*

*wake up a day later in the hospital*

yeah...bad times... They still give me shit about that...
 
zurichsb said:
He cooled down eventually and then made the biggest sandwhich ever and came outside and started eating in front of me. Dad "looks good huh" Me "yeaaah, can i have a bite" Dad "uh sure... not! go make your own"
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ha your dad sounds like the coolest asshole ever (if that makes sense)
 
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