Scary weed-related moments

[Cheesegrater]

Almost got caught? Saw something weird whilst you were stoned out of your mind? Share it here!

About two weeks ago, i came home from a glorious stoner weekend. I had been at my friends house, and he lived pretty far away, so me and two friends were sitting there on the bus pretty baked making time pass.

And then my sister gets on the freaking bus.

I'm sitting there being all like SHITSHIT THIS IS BAD, although she knows i smoke i don't want her to see me stoned because she would probably get the wrong picture of her brother. Anyway, we get of the bus and walk home in akward silence, "not too bad", i think to myself. That's not the worst part though.

So, when we get home i go into the kitchen to eat something. My mom walks in and says there is some food left from earlier, but then she notices something about me. She starts smelling me, and since we had been smoking spliffs i reaked of tobacco. I said "i know, my friends smoke cigs. You know that, mom", and then she bluntly asks "did anyone smoke hash when you were there?".

I panicked, but i kept my cool outwards and denied it completely. But she keeps asking, and is all like "you smell like something else than tobacco...".

She didn't say anything later though, i think she trusts me in only doing stuff i personally feel is safe. Still, holy dick was i scared.

[pudd1818]

I have a crazy story. It was the summer after my first year of university and me and 3 other friends had just gotten home for the summer. We picked up a few grams of hash and decided to go to the baseball field to do some bottle tokes and we ended up getting really fucked up. Out of the blue one of my friends noticed that a few police officers were coming so we took off running into the woods. While running into the trails in the woods we ran into another group of friends who were running in our direction also being chased by the police because they were on the other side of the woods drinking. At that point we knew we were fucked so we all ran into the woods. One guy got caught, but he didn't get in trouble so everything worked out. Needless to say we didn't go back there to smoke or drink for awhile.

[Ikku]

Man you guys live on the edge! Pretty much all of my smoking takes place in my apartment, no cops to worry about. Although I often get really high and paranoid cause of all the cops stopping people on the street outside, or I see a cop circling my block and think they're on to me.

[WeedGuru_Flow]

Chilling with one of my friends in his car, parked in a parking lot near here. I just lit up my joint when a patrol car pulls in, so I stub it out real quickly, my friend who was almost done rolling his own joint crams it into his pockets and puts my still smoking joint in the center console container.

The cop walks up and asks what we're doing there, immediately smells the smoke so we tell him we were just smoking a joint minding our own business. He tells us we shouldn't be there, that it is suspicious so we tell him we're doing it there because we aren't allowed to smoke anywhere else and because we like to keep it as low key as possible.

Dude turned out to be uber chill, tells us that if we'd have been there a bit later it would definitely have been suspicious and advised us to park in another spot next time.

This is of course totally dependent on the officer you interact with so on this night we were two lucky sons of bitches, finished smoking our joints while driving around.


First few seconds were kind of stressful because we each had ten grams on us which is a bit too much to have on your person. Luckily the guy was able to see our side of things and decided we indeed were not suspicious or criminal individuals.

[Blunt Docta]

crazy stories ^^


my scariest encounter was with my grandma....
so i generally will start the day with a nice wake n bake out of my bong. Family always just shows up so i always have to make sure the coast is clear before i toke, well on this morning i was hoping to just slip outside really fast, take a hit, and get it put up, but that didnt work out. i slip out the back door as planned, and blaze down, and usally i stay posted up like a ninja, listening for anybody coming, but i guess this morning i was a little off. My grandma ends up coming over, and i didnt even hear her come in. So my grandma is standing in the bathroom door talking to my sister (which is about 5 feet away from the back door) i walk in fresh off a bowl, with bong in hand chink eyed and all, and i hear my grandma talking. my heart dropped to the floor. my first thought is , "throw that shit outside" but LUCKILY, i have a parrot, and his cage is setting right beside the back door. At nighttime i cover my parrot with a sheet, so luckily the sheet was laying right by his cage, so silently, i dash to his cage and stick the bong under his sheet. Luckly my grandma didnt hear or see me till i put it up. so here i am completley blazed conversating with her, and i look to make sure its hidden, And once again, "SHOCK" you can see the bong through the bars of his cage, so i had to ninja my way back to his cage and cover it up. Later on i managed to get it to my room when she went to another room.
that is my most scariest encounter

[JokersAce]

Me and my cousin were in the garage smoking spice while all the family members in the house were sleeping, but then while we were high as fuck and about to smoke some more we hear footsteps in the adjacent kitchen. Both of us got scared as fuck because our family members like to investigate suspicious sounds and would wonder by we would both be in the garage at 3 in the morning, I went into the garage bathroom and closed the door while my cousin turned off the light and hid behind some shit... footsteps left and we smoked some more.

At the same place, me and my brother were sniffing opiates and he went into the kitchen while I was snorting some powder in the bathroom and our aunt reportedly went into the kitchen to ask him about the noises and his dumbass loudly told her to shut up because it was the only thing that came out of his mouth when he realized he had to say something to cover the sniffing sounds.

One time I was on acid and I tried to walk home twice but there were cops at the end of certain streets so i just walked back to my friends house each time... kinda suspicious looking to do a U-turn on a sidewalk but whatever.

Went to a friends pad to smoke some weed with a bunch of friends and during the sesh his dad comes into the room and asks who brought the fuzz, as cops were posted up in front of the houses... I was the last one in funny enough. Didn't leave the house till hours when the cops left the scene.

Those are the only time I remember coming close to getting caught with anything... nothing too crazy... buuut:

The first time I went to this one other friend's house was pretty sketch. He had Nazi flags, guns, ants... and it was an extremely messy house in general, thus very uncomfortable to be in. We got high and he started talking to me about crazy technical shit that I just couldn't comprehend when stoned. Then his gangster friends come in and we smoke up and his dad comes out and talks to the gangster kids about some guy who fucked him over for something. Then my friend's dad asked them how much they want for breaking his window, and exclaims that he'd lend them a grenade but he's running out... in which he then proceeds to bring out some grenades and let us play with them. I was pretty damn high, and all I could think about was our bloodly silhoutes being splattered onto the walls... and made the mental evacuation plan of charging through the glass window and into the backyard pool in case a pin was pulled. Later on a police helicopter flies closesly over the house and my friend rushes out into the backyard to retrieve his potted pot plant. The entire time I was there I was prepared for the swat team busting in.

[Cheesegrater]

Dude.

Just, dude.