Caught.
So here's what happened to me today.
I stayed at home because I was "sick". My mom isn't here, nor is my dad. I decided to meet up with a friend of mine from another school to chill in town and smoke a jay. I called him up and asked him if he had time and he said yes, he said that he would bring the weed and stuff and we'll meet up at this place in half an hour. So I left the house, took the train to where we met up. He was already there when I arrived.
Okay, enough of the detailed shit..
We went to the lake where no one was, and we rolled a jay to smoke. He had about 10 grams on him till these undercover police officers came and asked us what we were smoking and if we were carrying an ID with us. I didn't have mine with me (and even if, it's a fake one) and he didn't either. In other words we were kind of fucked.
They saw the jay and found the other like 8 grams or so in his bag and we were both sent to the police department, and our parents were informed. My mom & dad were extremely pissed at me for faking an illness, going to town to smoke weed with a friend of mine. My friends' parents were also quite mad at him.
We had to stay at the police department for about an hour or two till we were sent home again. We got a warning, but my parents are damn mad. I'll have to see what happens next with them.
To summarize this "happening" of mine today here's a motto every stoner should follow:
Fuck the Police.
I stayed at home because I was "sick". My mom isn't here, nor is my dad. I decided to meet up with a friend of mine from another school to chill in town and smoke a jay. I called him up and asked him if he had time and he said yes, he said that he would bring the weed and stuff and we'll meet up at this place in half an hour. So I left the house, took the train to where we met up. He was already there when I arrived.
Okay, enough of the detailed shit..
We went to the lake where no one was, and we rolled a jay to smoke. He had about 10 grams on him till these undercover police officers came and asked us what we were smoking and if we were carrying an ID with us. I didn't have mine with me (and even if, it's a fake one) and he didn't either. In other words we were kind of fucked.
They saw the jay and found the other like 8 grams or so in his bag and we were both sent to the police department, and our parents were informed. My mom & dad were extremely pissed at me for faking an illness, going to town to smoke weed with a friend of mine. My friends' parents were also quite mad at him.
We had to stay at the police department for about an hour or two till we were sent home again. We got a warning, but my parents are damn mad. I'll have to see what happens next with them.
To summarize this "happening" of mine today here's a motto every stoner should follow:
Fuck the Police.
