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Stories of being caught by parents

Essentially, I have 3 parents. My father, mother and step-dad....all of them grew up smoking weed. My stepdad still does, my mom does once or twice a year and my father quit about 25 years ago...(got him stoned once....never again man!).

Anyway, I was 15, came back from a camping trip. I had a film cannister in my desk that had under a gram in it.....my mom went snooping through my shit and found it. Hahha, I remember, she gave me a tap on the arm and said, "You're smokin' pot!" almost like I would say to someone I didn't know at a party while I was wasted.....it definitely wasn't an angry, "You're smoking pot?!?!?"

I just laughed and said "Yeah..."...wasn't a big deal, really. My stepdad was psyched, because he knew he had another connect hahaha..... My dad wasn't so enthused. He spent pretty much every waking moment from the age 15 until 25 smoking weed and doesn't really have anything good to say about it. I was 24 or so when I got my dad stoned.....that was the first time he smoked in about 20 years.....Jesus....he just hit on all my female friends all night. He probably could have gotten laid, they all thought he was so cute with his eyes all swollen shut...
 
Alright, i visited canada with my family a while ago. I had heard that codeine was over the counter there, so i had to try getting some. Well, it's true, all you have to do is ask the pharmacist for generic ac&c's and show ID. They are not that hot though, even if you do a cwe there is still 15mg of caffeine for every 8 of codeine. They would be awesome for headaches and hangovers, not much for recreation though. Anyway, my brother and i tried a big handful each and were not impressed, so they just sat in the bottom of my bag for a week.

But one night, my bother was feeling sick and had to leave the restaurant we were at to walk back to out hotel. He didn't come back for a good while, so my father sent me to check on him. Well, when i got to the hotel room he wasnt there. I got to thinking that little fucker was trying to get some high out of those pills and taking way too many, and the aspirin was what was making him feel sick and the codeine weird. So i dumped the pills out on my dresser and started counting them. I'm a fucking pill counter. I cant help it, it's an addiction. Retarded. Anyway, all the sudden there was a loud bang on the hotel room. I just knew it was my dad. I figured he was just knocking as he was getting his key out, because thats just the way he roles, and flipped. My weird french canadian room was not a room on its own, so as soon as he stepped in the hotel door he would be able to see me. I tried shoving all the pills off the dresser into my bag, and failed. There were little white ac&c's everywhere. I tried throwing clothes over most of them. I dont remember if i was right, and he had a key, or i opened the door for him. I have a hard time believing i would of opened the door with things in that state. Anyway, he came in and i explained my brother wasnt here and my cell phone was out of battery. He said lets walk back to the restaurant. I said i had to piss first, hoping he wouldnt wait and i could deal with the pills. that didnt work. when i got out of the bathroom, he was just realizing they were all over. He asked, "what are all these white pills on the ground here?," and i said, "they're codeine." There was no point in lying.

I explained that they were shitty pills and i just got them because i heard they were legal and just had to find out what that was about. I explained why they were all over the ground, saying that my brother only knew i had them, not that he had tried them with me, and was able to honestly tell him "no" when he asked if it seemed like my brother had been taking them (by my count). kid just had eaten something bad and got lost on his way back to the hotel. he arrived at the restaurant a minute after i left. my dad left when he got there to get me, because my cell phone was dead. He was pissed. but i was 20 at the time and not living at home. plus it was apparent that i felt really shitty about it, and there was no evidence that pills were a regular thing (my dads a doc an knew these codeine pills were nothings). we never even talked about it; he just took the pills. what a stupid way to get caught. so unnecessary. i was just waiting for the last day to throw those fuckers away.

i dont know, ive been caught doing drugs by my parents countless times. i even admitted to my mom ive taken E without getting caught, just cause some anti-E ad came on while we were watching TV and she said they didnt have that when they were kids, and asked if id knew anything about it. they know my more experimental days are over.

the only time i got caught and it was really bad was when i smoked adderall to the point where i was tweaked out of reality (not a habit). i was in high school at the time. they found me in the kitchen in the morning--i lost track of time--wearing nothing but a towel and war paint (adderall ash) all over my face. i didnt even know what i was doing. man. haha, i didnt try to lie that time either. it wasnt worth trying; i was caught. the first time i took acid, after a fucked up day out n' about tripping, i woke them up at 4 o'clock in the morning and told them i did drugs, including, that very day, lsmotherfuckind. i must of been such a source of worry to my parents.
 
`bLow? said:
ehh ive been caught many times, sadly once or twice with a needle in my arm. one of the funniest was when i had gotten some alprazolam powder and dosed incorrectly. i come down in the morning and my mom asked me what i was on..'nothing'..'what day is it today?'..'tuesday'..'its friday.' lol kinda hard to deny that one.
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yeah getting caught with needles by parents can be REALLY hard to explain. One of the times my heart/stomach really got that tightened up and dropped feeling. Dude I was sooo nervious. No parent ever wants to find their kid with that
 
Damien said:
SS, I'm sorry but I laughed just because you're the one who started this thread! How old are you if you don't mind my asking?

I can tell you one thing though, if you're living off of your parents means while you try and "educate" them about cannabis they might rebut with an economics lesson.
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oh yes i laugh too.. the end result was really a sigh from him and nothing else.. i guess he gives up idk. and im 17.


ive gotten every lesson from my dad including that one. and the one when he told me people who smoke weed are the ones with nothing
 
yeah.... stupidity at its finest, not that I wouldn't repeat it

Lol, I have some good ones with alchohol, though I'll just put it out there now that I'm not a drunk and do drugs on a very limited basis.

My parents keep copious amounts of vodka around the house so every now and then I will binge for fun. I got a water bottle and filled it up with vodka and a little cranberry juice for flavor. I went into school and just started chugging as much as I could, I finished about 15 minutes into my first hour class, photography. By this point I had to go up and give a presentation, luckily some douchebag in my group had elected to do the speaking part so all I had to do was keep the poster we were using elevated, something that I couldn't even do for the rest of my body. I had to lay against the chalkboard and not move for five minutes and then slowly make my way back to my seat.
By second hour the vodka had totally kicked in and I was full out smashed, luckily we had a sub (very lucky) because the regular teacher hated me and would have most definitely reported me to the cops. I ended up spending the entire class laughing my ass off while everybody else wondered what the hell was up. A friend of mine who hates drugs of any kind had to cover for me the entire period while a couple of kids in the class messed with me with a fish-pen. I thought it was fucking hilarious.

The other time was this thanksgiving when another friend and her mom were over. We were having dinner and my parents allow me and my sister a glass of wine. Well, whenever everybody looked away, which was very very frequently I would refill my glass to the top, I think I ended up drinking more than everybody else there combined. The sad thing was that I wasn't caught until the next day when my parents wondered how they could have gone through all that wine.
 
best story i got

i found my mom had a script of xanax (i was 15 i think)
so i started taking them
well i took a bunch one day and i felt bad
so i went to go put some back
and when i opened the pill bottle there was a note
"we need to talk"

it always reminds me of something you would see on those anti drug commercials

i dont remember much of what happened or how things were after
because it was such a long time ago
 
so my mom plays the piano for her church and has never done drugs before and hates that I do...one night while I was sleeping she went through my purse and found a lot of heroin and my points and stuff and I convinced her to give it all back when I woke up and realized what happened. I kinda thought I was in the twilight zone when she handed it back, I thought it was a joke or something because that's so out of character for her. oh one time I was sooo spun out and I ended up painting my toe nails in the wal mart bathroom and wandering around the store for at least three hours and I tried to sneak back in my house after but totally got busted I guess it was pretty obvious how high I was. I'm really surprized they didn't kick me out of the store, god only knows what I looked like...ugh
 
NFGvans628 said:
best story i got

i found my mom had a script of xanax (i was 15 i think)
so i started taking them
well i took a bunch one day and i felt bad
so i went to go put some back
and when i opened the pill bottle there was a note
"we need to talk"

it always reminds me of something you would see on those anti drug commercials

i dont remember much of what happened or how things were after
because it was such a long time ago
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ouch
 
@ onthenodintulsa: ouchhh i hate being in public places when high i always feel like everyone knows and is an undercover that is on some mission to bust me :P
 
yea, im usually like oh shit they gonna call the cops. in reality they are probably just like wow... another dumb teen..


although i do make sure im not trashed in public places hehe
 
back in the day ,i was breaking an ounce into eighths with a friend, didnt hear my stepdad come in, was all finished and my homey was fluffin them up, and rolling them all nice. , stepdad opened the door to my room and my knuckleheaded friend, took the eighths and threw them on my floor,
(thank the good lard my room was a mess)

step dad was like hey whats up , i kinda shuffled over to the bags and stood on them, step dad didnt see them, when my step dad moved on , i pulled my buddy aside and was like what the fuck why didnt you just stuff them under your shirt ?

that was the closest i ever came

my brother on the other hand lost at least a dozen bongs to inspector step dad
 
First time getting caught for smoking pot.

Second time I ever smoked pot, the first time I actually "Got High" I was at my cousins house, and around 8 P.M. his mom was watching T.V. so we went outside.

I was 13 and he was 14 and neither of us had papers or a bowl so we made a sodacan pipe.

We smoked like half a gram, went inside and didn't get detected by his mom so we thought we were good, so we went on the computer downstairs.

They have a sliding-glass door in the basement so we went and rolled a joing out of computer paper hahaha (shit hurt sooo bad) and smoked out the door.

I was already soooo high and stupid, I took a hit, held it, went inside, and blew out the smoke inside by accident.

At this time we started bugging the fuck out because his mom might smell it, so we hide all his shit and spray Lysol hahaha.


She comes down about 10 minutes later and in a spanish accent, says "MICHAEL! It smells like MAR-HU-AN-AAHHHH!!!!"

She found out, everyone was pissed. I got grounded for about a week from my parents.

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Getting caught for taking pills.


This story is fucking stupid on my part, but it's whatever.


My mom got surgery on her foot back in September 2008, and in January 2009 I found her painkillers and ambien that was left over. She no longer needed/used them.

There were 43 Percocet 7.5/325 pills and 10 generic 10mg ambien pills.

After about 2 days, I ended up stealing 13 Percs and 4 ambien.

I popped 2 ambien at night, 4 percs one day, 4 another day, and sold 5 to a kid with 2 Ambien pills for $25.

The SAME FUCKING DAY I sell the shit, I get a call from her and she's fucking pissed because "She's missing some pills"... she checked them "everyday" apparently, but didn't for like 3 days.

This was about 4 hours after I popped 30mg's Oxycodone, 2 hours after I went on a burnride with my friend who doesn't have a license in his mom's car, and about 10 minutes after I just smoked again hahahaha...


So I go home, go up and apologize saying that "I took 3 Percocets to experiment (and didn't really like it, when in all honesty it was O.K... I'd never pay money for it), and gave the remaining 10 to a kid who I owed $20 for weed."

She asks about the Ambien and I say that I gave it to the kid too. She also knew I was high on weed, so I work that shit into the story saying that I smoked all of the weed at my friends house... kill 2 birds with 1 stone.


All in all, I barley even got in trouble. I felt like a dick for making money off her shit, so I payed her back $25... so in overall I broke even and got to pop 8 percs and 2 ambien for free lol.

Other than that there was no punishment surprisingly... I was expecting to be grounded for a loooooooooong time. She's chill though.



Goddamn... fucking adderall man, shit. Makes me write too much haha.
 
oh yes i remember once my dad came in my room in the morning to accuse me of taking his ambien (i did). i said no and he said yea i did and i was like nooooo. then he started to yell, and i was like huh? and he walked away.

never said anything again lol
 
shit i dont like christmas all that much
so christmas eve i was coked out
i got a christmas gift of like 100 ativans

so christmas day
i finished my yayo
and began popping the ativans

by the time dinner was served
i was pouring wine with the cork still in the bottle
i was nodding off at the dinner table
and farting i would wake up and lauph like hahahahaha

then go back on the nod fart and lauph

my mom was pissed as all hell


then i got the bright idea
to go check out her medicine cabinet for goodies
i was grabbing some vicodins
and lost my balance

her medicine cabinet came crashing down

busted
i crawled up to my old room


i woke up in my old bedroom around 3 am
thinking where the fuck am i
what happened

shit fuck christmas
 
^ hahahahahah

sounds like a night i had
i didnt get caught cause at the time my parents were pretty oblivious but i really should have.
I was nodding off at the table and just blamed it on being tired and saying really stupid shit under my breath :D
 
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