Recently i had a trip to melbourne to stay with a couple of mates (I'm from tas), and after a weekend full of crazy partying i had about 4 grams of bud left. I had just purchased the bud, not realising that my return flight was due to leave, and was left feeling paranoid due to the fact that i wanted to take the bud with me, but was worried that i may get caught with it. After some paranoid deliberation, me and my mate decided that it would be best to duct tape the bag up, in an attempt to mask any smell. once taped, the scammy was about the size of a permanent marker, but fatter. I decided to sit the package under my toothbrush inside my toothbrush holder, which inturn was placed in a duffell bag inside my main bag. Once i was at the airport i started hearing my name being called over the PA system, as i was late for my flight. Vague, a little nauceous and feeling pretty fucken shitty, i ran round the airport like a friggin mad man trying to find the right terminal. Once there, i was too late to put my bag through the normal procedure, as everyone was already waiting on the plane, so my bag was put through the x - ray scanner thing that you put your wallet, keys etc in. The bag went through, and i nervously watched the monitor screen, to see if anything came up. A young dude, prolly 24 or 25, came up to me and said that i had to open my bag up. Unberknown to me, there was an open deoderant can in there (it somehow got packed away with my stuff, but was actually a mates, so i didn't realise it was there. The dude started searching through my bag, saying there was a can in there. To my knowledge there wasn't, so i started to feel a little paniky. I told him that the only thing i had close to a can, was a roll on stick and i showed him that. He then precedded to search my duffel bag, and inturn came across my wicked hiding spot for my bud he opened the toothbrush holder and pulled the sticky taped bag out from under the toothbrush! He looked at the taped up buds, looked queringly at me and then looked back at the buds.he seemed to think about it for a couple of seconds and then said, "nah that's not it mate, you have a can in here somewhere just keep looking." he then enatly placed them back where i had hid them .A cresendo of panic followed by stupid relief hit me and we finally found the fucking can. I couldn't beleive that he didn't even question me on the contents, or even try to open them up. The bud could have been anything, and i just thought that someone was smiling on me that day, cause for a moment i thought i was well and truley fucked. Suffice to say the bud smoked up beautifully and i definately will rethink "smuggling" anything on a plane in the near future. Sorry This is so long winded, but i just thought it was an interesting story, and one that definately spun me out.