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Stories of being caught by parents

My dad brought the laundry in my room the other day and noticed a tiny penknife out on my desk. He looked at the end and noticed powder residue and then licked it and determined it was drugs. He even knew it was an opiate and claimed to get a little high from it, but not specifically heroin! We had a laugh about that.
 
I live with the mother, and she is very anti drugs. She doesn't know much about them (the other day she was asking me what does it look like when people are on drugs. I was like.... first of all, what drug?) and she thinks I am on something. One of her friends called the cops on her son, and she keeps telling the story, hinting that she is not afraid to do the same. I've never actually been caught, but she caught out a few red herrings.

One time, she was prepared to have a 'little talk' with me. She found a syringe in my room. It was actually pretty hard to convince her that was so I could practice loading it and injecting it into an orange. It was from uni, and I just started an undergraduate research project in neuropharamacology and I was learning how to inject rats.

I also got container from uni, labeled with with MDMA and but some salt+bicarb in it or some crap. I was joking around with some people at work, saying that I was getting free pure MDMA from uni (we do a lot of MDMA research) getting them all excited. I accidentally left it on the bench at home, and mum found it. She marched into my room with it, looking very distressed, asking me what MDMA was. She was like 'tell me or do I have to get the police to tell me what it is'. I couldn't believe she over reacted so much. I had to make up the mixture in front of her face to prove that I was just joking around with people so she would calm down.

I was also trying to explain my PhD work to her recently, and I was talking about MDMA/ecstasy and what it is and she commented with (in her eastern European accent) 'You know too much about ex-tah-shee!' I was like 'duh, it's what I'm studying'. It's funny, because in that time, the only thing I 'did' was alcohol.

I rolled right under her nose and she didn't realise. Okay, it's not that excited. I first tried it out when she went out, and she came home just as I was coming down. It was so hard not to burst out with 'OMG guess what? I'm on drugs and this is the best thing ever!'. I managed to contain myself. Though I wonder if she noticed the abnormally large pupils. If she did, she wouldn't know that was an effect anyway :P For lulz, I've still got that MDMA container as decoration on the top of my desk, and I've kept my pills in there. Hiding in plain sight ;)
 
I was 14, smoking a bowl with a friend across the street in her basement at like 1am. So her dad stumbles in all drunk from the bar, we hear him stop, sniff a couple of times, and go "STTEEPPHHH, WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?" And he finds us tucked away in the basement all stoned, he grabs me up, throws me up the stairs and is all like "Why I oughta KICK YOUR ASS right now boy!" as he leads me out of his house, still wasted and nearly about to beat my ass.

So I sneak back into my house and lay down, 15 minutes later I hear a knock at the door, and of course it's him, trying to wake up my parents. Fortunately my parents are pretty lax, and after acting all upset to the neighbor they just give me a quick talking to.
 
My dad found an empty bag of crushed up e with residue along the sides in my room that I had just did. He looked at me yelling and said IS THIS CRANK?!?!. Being stupid at the time, I said I wish. He stormed out of the room then told my mom. And somehow I bullshitted my way out of it even though they're very anti-drug and in NA.

Then one time in 8th grade I drank a bottle of Robitussin and my mom found the bottle and she was making fun of me and laughing at how messed up I was. I was grounded for 2 months though.
 
haha this is funny. Once when i was like 16 i was sitting on the floor in my room doing a hit,(shooting up) and my mom just waltzed right in. Out of habit, i usually was stripped down to my underwear when i was "in the act" of using. so i just threw my spoon into the closet when i heard her touch the doorknob and pretended to be jerking off. :)
 
i usually was stripped down to my underwear when i was "in the act" of using.
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fuck yeah man, i still get down in my jocks and whack up. im normally shooting up in my bathroom, lounge or own room so i like to get comfortable.

shooting up at 16 though? youve got a lot better things to enjoy then a shot of dope at that age
 
btrswiet7u4ia said:
Ha. Making fun of you?
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Yeah, she was watching friends on the couch and I decided to lay on the couch and she was laughing at me.
I'm pretty sure she was just glad I was home and not out and about.
She took me out of regular school though and put me in continuation, but if not for that I would of never met my bf :P
 
My dad used to do Amphetamines, LSD and smoke alot of weed in the 70's.. so when I told him i'd taken LSD quite a few times he seemed strangly impressed? caught me by surprise, he then went on to tell me where there were mushrooms growing in our back garden. Needless to say he was a bit of a hippy in his day and I think he spent aabout eight years living in Amsterdam in his 20's.

On a similar not a friend of mine who used to fiend MDMA and Speed pills alot a couple of years ago gave his trousers to his mum to be washed, the trousers had a baggy containing twelve pills in the pocket, needless to say his mum found the baggy and his mum and dad had an intervention which went like this:

"Son, we need a word.."

*Friend starts to get a bit flustered and says

"year ok, what about?"

"..Son.. we know what these are"

*Friend nearly shits himself when show the baggy of pills*

"..You can't keep doing this Son."

"..taking asperin to get more drunk is very dangerous!"

*friend breaths sigh of relief

*friend signed up to AA meetings by parents - he was quite a light drinker aswell ha ha
 
Well im up to page 6 and ill post up a few of mine.

Ill cover my friends first:

Year 9 at a yuppy wanker school in the city. A mate works at a chemist as a delivery boy and manages to nick some of the xanax bars, he ate 2 or 3 and clearly it was a far to strong dose. We got caught trying to keep him conscious in the stairwell. Well all our parents got called in, sort of their introduction to my drug use.

My 16th birthday party and its really early only 10 of my friends are there and were doing nangs. Mum walks out with some food and we shall call him M, screams at the top of his lungs "That was fucking incredible, gimmme more" She took my cracker and shouted at me for a bit.

When i was about 18 we we're having a quiet night and i had gone to bed, 2 of my friends were in the garage when my sister came out for a cone. My mum followed her out and found my bong with a matches box filled with 45 good e's. They went down the toilet and my good glassy got smashed.

One's where it was just me:

Sitting out near the pool so stoned and messy that ive spent the last 15 minutes trying to work out how i can keep my head vertical so i can have another cone. Dad walks out see's me. Loses his shit. Grabs the bong out of my hand (another good glassy gone might i add) and throws it at the fence. Precedes to swing at me just a i lean over to vomitt and broke his knuckle on the garage.

Coming home from a very trashy acid and nitrous night. I hadnt had that many visuals so i come home put on the kettle for my parents and say hello. Next thing i know its half an hour later and im trying to remain as still as possible to minimise visuals.

One of the more heart breaking. I had just gone and picked up literally the largest prettiest 2 oz i have seen. Well it fucking reeks so i stash it in my room as i was to drunk to consider doing anything else with. I wake up at 11 the next day with my window open and door unlocked. Where the fuck is it? Well my mum from the smell found my stash and threw it in the bin. Recoved most of the bud and i rehydrated then dried it.

Finally when i promised my collective family that i wouldnt be messy at my cousin's wedding. Sadly their bogans and had a enormous bar tab. I got drinking with the alcoholic side of my family. At the end of the wedding my 65 year old uncle was in hospital with alco poisioning and i copped the collective shit of my 42 odd cousins.

Consequences: Well ive had about 9 good glassy's - their dead, 2 nitrous crackers, and many a well chopped bowl. They sent me to rehab and then eventually came to deal with "weekend" debauchery.

Ill read the rest at lunch.
 
Once me and my two friends decided to go on a dxm trip together. we all took 14 coricidins (i know looking back it was a dumb move ) and we each drank a bottle of robotussin max.

After consuming the pills and the robo we then precided to get everything in place for our trip before the high kicked in. we put in a movie Lord of the Rings (this was a terrible choice) we heard that serious movies intensefied the trip.

Once the dxm kicked in we layed in my friends room watching this confusing as hell movie that was more scary than anything, i was on my laptop when i forgot who i was i was looking at my own myspace and i asked my friend "who is this kid?? he looks familiar".. anyways we end up mumbling to each other for hours somehow we understood one another, i felt as if i had down syndrome i was in no shape to be in front of parents or an authrity figure..

Thats when my friends dad walked in it was 5 in the morning and he was getting up early to go hunting. he asked my friend (his son) "where the hell his turkey call was he was pretty agiatated "(we had been playing with it throughout the night and one of us ended up throwing it somewhere) well we were just coming off of our peak we were all half asleep and still trippping hard my friend not knowing what was going on at all or what his dad just said he grabbed a sock off the ground and said here you go thinking this would satisfy. LMFAO
his dad is a gulf war veteran and he was not at all amussed thinking his son was trying to be a smart ass he responded by yelling you think this is funny he preceeded to turn on the lights and discover our saucer eyes : (

he never told my parents though and my friend didnt get grounded
 
I've was "caught" a few times... The first time I was pulled over at 17. THe cop was a douche and said my car smelled like weed. Didn't find anything but he called my mom. She told me to be more careful and not hot box my car... Then later that year I accidentally smoked a sherm stick(pcp joint) and got kinda sick at a concert. I ended up being fine but bc I kinda fell over from diziness security freaked out and they had to make her come pick me up for legal reasons. She told me not to smoke sketchy joints and told me about a time it happened to her back in the day... Never got caught "abusing" other drugs even though I would go to raves all night or sometimes take massive dosages of prescription amphetamines and ot eat much and be up a long time. I told her I was going to dance parties instead of calling it a rave...
 
JayBlack said:
Thats when my friends dad walked in it was 5 in the morning and he was getting up early to go hunting. he asked my friend (his son) "where the hell his turkey call was he was pretty agiatated "(we had been playing with it throughout the night and one of us ended up throwing it somewhere) well we were just coming off of our peak we were all half asleep and still trippping hard my friend not knowing what was going on at all or what his dad just said he grabbed a sock off the ground and said here you go thinking this would satisfy. LMFAO
his dad is a gulf war veteran and he was not at all amussed thinking his son was trying to be a smart ass he responded by yelling you think this is funny he preceeded to turn on the lights and discover our saucer eyes : (

he never told my parents though and my friend didnt get grounded
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lol that made me crack up:D the imagery of your friend handing his father a sock from the ground is hilarious and his dad responding "you think this is funny?"

dxm is some confusing shit
 
There's one night that vividly stands out in my mind, and my friends still talk about it to this day.

There was 3 of us, Me, A, and B.
We were all 16 at the time.

Earlier that day A had just picked up a bag of 30 MDMA capsules and we planned to get massively fucked up at my house.

So the night begins, and we were just going nuts in the basement with some dirty house/trance/rave music/etc. I had consumed 3 capsules (spread out), A and B had taken 4. And these were straight MDMA capsules...so as you can figure, we were completely mashed. Around 1am I hear my mom calling me to come upstairs, I think to myself "oh fuck me," because I had literally just covered my face in vicks vapor rub (yea we did all the e tarded tricks back then), so I proceeded to wipe it off as much as I could - but the effects had already started (you know, how it enhances ur peak INSANELY). So I'm walking up the stairs with my eyes all rolling back and shit, start talking to my mom - I made sure to stay in the dark.

Then she flips on the lights and notices that my pupils didn't constrict - they were literally covering my whole iris. She then proceeds to tell me to "come and sit down" with her and talk. We basically talked about drugs, life, her past, etc etc. My boys come upstairs and see that I'm getting booked, and they go back downstairs lol. They came back up and this time my mom seen them, and she was like "ohh, here's the rest of the gang, come and sit down guys." Now this is where it turned into a 3 hour long conversation about tons and tons of shit - mainly why we use drugs, and how things have changed since her time in the 70s/80s.

Before we know it its almost 4am, and we wanna blaze. My mom says no at first, but then says she'll let us go into the garage if we give her a cigarette - okay that's no problem. So we're in there (including my mom smoking the cig), and my boy B is so massively fucked up he can't even roll the blunt.

This is when my mom says "how in the hell have u not rolled that yet? send it here."

At this point, we just looked at each other like "what in the fuck." And she proceeds to break up weed in the palm of her hand - all of us still watching in shock - then she grabs a single zig zag, puts the weed directly in the middle of the paper, and twists both ends - like a fuckin CANDY WRAPPER LMFAO. Now we all look at each other with a face saying "there's no way she's seriously gonna try to smoke that." Oh, but she does. She lights it, and the whole thing goes POOF in flames with the weed falling out.

At this point we take the weed away from her and say "it's okay we'll do it"

We give her another cigarette.

Once the joint is done, she looks at us and says "Okay you know I'm gonna have to hit that right?"

So we ran a session with my mom while completely mashed on MDMA.

Did NOT expect the night to turn out like that - I thought I was going to be grounded for sure...lmao

Man that was so crazy.
 
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Tiesto said:
There's one night that vividly stands out in my mind, and my friends still talk about it to this day.

There was 3 of us, Me, A, and B.
We were all 16 at the time.

Earlier that day A had just picked up a bag of 30 MDMA capsules and we planned to get massively fucked up at my house.

So the night begins, and we were just going nuts in the basement with some dirty house/trance/rave music/etc. I had consumed 3 capsules (spread out), A and B had taken 4. And these were straight MDMA capsules...so as you can figure, we were completely mashed. Around 1am I hear my mom calling me to come upstairs, I think to myself "oh fuck me," because I had literally just covered my face in vicks vapor rub (yea we did all the e tarded tricks back then), so I proceeded to wipe it off as much as I could - but the effects had already started (you know, how it enhances ur peak INSANELY). So I'm walking up the stairs with my eyes all rolling back and shit, start talking to my mom - I made sure to stay in the dark.

Then she flips on the lights and notices that my pupils didn't constrict - they were literally covering my whole iris. She then proceeds to tell me to "come and sit down" with her and talk. We basically talked about drugs, life, her past, etc etc. My boys come upstairs and see that I'm getting booked, and they go back downstairs lol. They came back up and this time my mom seen them, and she was like "ohh, here's the rest of the gang, come and sit down guys." Now this is where it turned into a 3 hour long conversation about tons and tons of shit - mainly why we use drugs, and how things have changed since her time in the 70s/80s.

Before we know it its almost 4am, and we wanna blaze. My mom says no at first, but then says she'll let us go into the garage if we give her a cigarette - okay that's no problem. So we're in there (including my mom smoking the cig), and my boy B is so massively fucked up he can't even roll the blunt.

This is when my mom says "how in the hell have u not rolled that yet? send it here."

At this point, we just looked at each other like "what in the fuck." And she proceeds to break up weed in the palm of her hand - all of us still watching in shock - then she grabs a single zig zag, puts the weed directly in the middle of the paper, and twists both ends - like a fuckin CANDY WRAPPER LMFAO. Now we all look at each other with a face saying "there's no way she's seriously gonna try to smoke that." Oh, but she does. She lights it, and the whole thing goes POOF in flames with the weed falling out.

At this point we take the weed away from her and say "it's okay we'll do it"

We give her another cigarette.

Once the joint is done, she looks at us and says "Okay you know I'm gonna have to hit that right?"

So we ran a session with my mom while completely mashed on MDMA.

Did NOT expect the night to turn out like that - I thought I was going to be grounded for sure...lmao

Man that was so crazy.
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that sounds so amazing. if my mom ever did that i'd have the greatest love for her. <3 and you were rolling i can imagine how awesome the whole situation was.
 
^ it was truly amazing

and ya, since i was rolling...i never thought i'd be able to make that connection with my mom of all people. but it happened. and ya...wow, just wow
 
My mother is one of those uneducated parents who believes all the propaganda. She thinks weed is as bad as heroin etc.

She once found 4.5oz of some very stinky weed in my room. That wasnt nice.

She also came into my room once just after i'd done a massive line of coke, but I think shes too naieve to realise what i had just done.

I have also had many conversations with her when i've been totally fucked and she must of known, i assume she thinks it was just alcohol.

Overall glad I moved out when I did haha!
 
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