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Stories of being caught by parents

haha awesome. I nearly fell off my seat typing it because I was reliving it to remember the good details. I has more! I'll think of a good one.
 
One time my mom caught me smoking out of a bong in the back yard. My dumb ass threw it like she wouldn't notice. Needless to say she did. Luckily she had partied a bunch when she was younger so she wasn't TOO mad (mad enough though), but my step-father was so pissed he called the law and had me charged with possession of drug paraphenalia. God I was a dumb ass..

Another time I had some shrooms and was trying to sneak them in so I slipped them in through my bedroom window(they were in a plastic container, I just got back from picking) because I had left it unlocked from the night before. Well, as I'm doing this my door opens and my mom comes in with the laundry, well as I had already sat them inside I ducked around the corner and hoped I hadn't been seen. So I go inside the house acting normal and ask my mom whats for dinner, she was cooking at the time. She turns and looks at me in that mad mom face and say "I don't know. Mushrooms maybe?"

I had the worst timing in the world when I was 16. They both happened in the same year within six months of each other.
 
i was doing codeine all night, and i was doing lines, and i guess i passed out, i woke up and my mom was standing next to me, removing the powder from my face with a wet cloth, I was pretty much caught red handed. my mother brought me to the E.R and i was carefully watched for the next 2months to see if i did any, and i didnt, but now i do hahaa.
 
first encounter:
My first time ever smoking green was freshman year of High School. I went with some school friends to smoke some bud and drink some bud light one evening at a friends house. Between three of us we had an oz. of some regs and a 24 pack of brew. I had never actually been FUBAR in my life until this point. By the end of my first night chiefin and chuggin, I was left in awe of the stoned/drunk effects of the substances, stumbling around wal-greens just not giving a flying fuck about anything at all. At this point I knew I was a natural born drug user and I realized why people use drugs. Well what happened that night was my friend who was the driver got so loaded that he did not remember half of the night up until waking up the next morning not recalling his drive home. This scared him (we were all pretty new to getting high) so he handed me what was left of the oz. (probably 3/4 at least!) absolutely free. I wasn't a stoner then like I am now, but recently after that I discovered DXM and pain killers.

so here's how I got caught the first time...

My dad picks me up from school about a couple weeks after my first time getting faded, acting all sketchy asking me questions about drugs (which was unusual at the time) so I figured something must be up. I get home and he breaks down about me lying to him, crying and yelling, when I look over at the coffee table and there is my stash...

This is what my stash looked like at age 15: what was left of that Oz. probebly a half of dirty regs, 2 empty bottles of Tussin, a pack of cigs and an emptied out candy box filled with valium and percocets.

Little did I know my dad and my stepmom DID indeed smoke weed on occasion. They had actually cooked up a batch of brownies with MY herbs from back then LOL.

This first time getting caught wasn't the worst, but it was the first so I was carefully watched and grounded for like a month.

Second time was the worst. My dad came home to me tripping balls on 23 tabs of Dramamine. Since I was a big Modest Mouse fan, I just had to try dramamine and without having yet done LSD or Mushrooms, I thought the fucked up dramamine experience, seeing things that weren't there in a state of delerium, was where the magic was at (haha, little did I know). I was sent straight to the ER where they gave me benzos which actually made me trip harder. They came to check up on me and asked me "are you still hallucinating?" to which I looked up at the air vent (there was no air vent) where green smoke was pouring out and birds were flying around amidst the smoke.

That was 5 years ago. Now I am actually able to visit my dad and stepmom and smoke with them. I try to educate them about Entheogens but they are still kind of hard headed in a way. You know what they say, can't teach an old dog new tricks.
 
i've been caught quite a few times. nothing real big. I've told my mom about doin H and OC and shit. I once covered a pile of powder from an 80 with my keyboard and she came to use the computer. since she is short and has to sit all upright she moved the keyboard towards her and saw it. shes caught me smoking weed and cigs and wasn't too mad. there were times when I was caught stealing her pills and gotten yelled at.

the worst was when I stole some methadone from my mom. my dad randomly counted them one night at like 4 am and freaked out on my mom. he was yelling at her thinking she was taking more than she should. it turns out 13 were missing, but I alone stole 30 or so, so I guess she wasn't taking as much. I was laying there awake in bed listening to my dad yell at my mom, feeling like shit knowing it was my fault. I wanted to come clean but I knew my dad would probably kick me out for that. they both know what happens when you run out early and withdrawal and all that. my mom comes in like 20 minutes later and asks if i took some, I say yes, she says thanks a lot. i said i'll go tell dad what i did and "she said are you crazy? you'll get kicked out instantly."

so basically I was left feeling like shit, not wanting to tell my dad but knowing it was the only way to clear my guilt and my mom. everything was fine the next day between them but i still felt like a complete dick. I've been caught before but just sitting there while my mom took the heat was awful. my family and I are pretty close and I can tell them anything. they have also told me about all the bad shit they have done. still though, i just couldn't bring myself to be like "I stole them". both of my parents get 3-400 count bottles of methadone and i've taken sooo many from them that just telling my dad I took them that night would automatically remind him of the others and i woulda got the boot.

I hate when I would lock my door and my mom would try to walk in and be like "open this door! what are you doing? let me in i gotta use your computer!" and it would take me awhile to clean the shit up and hide it before opening it. a lot of times I pretended i was whackin off rather than getting caught doin D.

awful grammar. awful paragraphs. i think it can be understood though :0
 
I like the pretending to be beatin it in order to clean shit up line. Gotta use that sometime :) .

Haven't really been caught recently but my mom found a bit of about everything i've done since i started doin drugs including a bottle of liquid hydromorphone and another one of liquid oxycodone at the same time, that one was a real bummer :(. Never really got in trouble except for the first time I got caught smokin pot. Every since then its been gravy with my mom and my dad doesn't like me smokin and what not but he's never really home anyway so it doesn't really matter
 
once i had been caught smoking when my mom opened the washer and saw herb floating on the top of the water and after that my mother then began to randomly drug test me. I kept a full bottle of a friends piss hidden in my ceiling tiles in one of those mini zephyr hills bottles that i could crotch if i wore some whitey tighties for when she tested me. so on this particular occasion i did not take enough time to properly heat the piss which stunk so bad by the way because it had sat in my ceiling for months. Anyways when i gave her the piss she looked at my dad and goes its fake and i said no its not smell it, i could smell it ten feet away. she then said no i know its fake and look to prove it to you i will drink it. she then went to put it to her lips and i smacked it out of her hands i could not bare to watch her drink that old ass stinky piss, she is my mom. I ended up heating it correctly and passed though.
 
he also rolled up my sleeves to see if i was shooting up and thank god i had taken like a month break or it would have been really obvious.
 
jerseyfresh said:
he also rolled up my sleeves to see if i was shooting up and thank god i had taken like a month break or it would have been really obvious.
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thats funny. I used to get accused of being high or doing something whenever I would take breaks from painkillers and be sober for a bit. I guess because they were used to me on drugs but not used to me being sober.
 
I came home really drunk one time.... and I had an extra beer. So i walk in my basement and set the unopened beer on the floor. I have to go upstairs to wake my dad up and let him know im home....
so i go up to wake up my dad, planning on going back downstairs to drink my beer. Well i wake him up, then sit down for a second and pass out... And i don't wake up till like 10 in the morning.
I go downstairs and my beer is gone.. FML
My dad asks me later that day... "so who did you have over last night son?"
I was like "no one dad"
so he was like "so the beer was yours?!"
i was like shittt "no, i took my friend jesse home and he left it in my car and i didnt know what to do with it."
my dad bought it too, he was like "oh ok. I can believe that. thats cool"

and i didn't get in trouble at allll
:D
 
got real barred up and my parents constantly found my stashes and questioned why i had money without a job.. thats why i moved out. recently roommates bailed on rent day and i had to move back in dad found my 22 and the clip, a rig and a spoon, ounce of piff dubbed out. man if he would've trashed that i woulda had to do some grime to get back. he was just like you got 24 hrs to get this shit out my house.
 
Dad found me on my bed passed out unconscious and not breathing after having taken too much G.

Life wasn't much fun in the weeks that followed.
 
took dads torch and went to the garage to clean my glass dick, he ended up walking out the garage.


Left an empty bottle of OC hidden under my bed , little brother crawled under the bed and evindently gave it to my mom saying "look what i found" not knowing what it was. Ya that was bad too. T
 
I got caught smoking pot in the school's bathroom when i was 12. My dad was really fucking pissed when the school called him at work. He was on my ass for a couple years but its alright now. What really sucked was the 20 hours of community service :-( .
 
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