Dumbest Thing Ever Done While High
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racerboy71
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this was the worst fucking high mistake i've made in my life.. such a fucking dumbass i am to say the least.. here's the story though..
i was getting ready to go on vacation for the first time with my gf... she lives about 400 miles away from me in another state, so i was pretty stoked to go on vacation with her as we don't usually get to spend too much time with each other.. she was flying out of her state, i was flying out of mine, and we were going to meet in nyc and fly to italy together..
well, i had picked up like a dime bag of weed to smoke before i left for the flight to calm my nerves and what have you.. i also had picked up some of these things called snuz from camels.. they are smokeless, spitless chewing tobacco that i got for the 9 hour flight to the eu... well, about a week before my trip, i rolled up a nice size j, and through the rest of what had to under a gram of bud into one of the snuz containers i had.. i didn't just want to leave the bag laying around my house as my nephew is often over and i didn't want him to find it..
so, about an hour before i leave, my sister calls and says that she is ready to come and pick me up.. i had all my shit packed, and was ready to go.. i looked on the coffee table and saw the container of snuzz.. if you don't know what it looks like, its a small tin can that kinda looks like a mint tin.. i picked up the tin, and threw it right on top of my carry on luggage, and never gave it a second though.. never dawned on me that a week prior i had put the gram or so of weed right in there.. dumb fucking move let me tell you..
i get to the airport, and my brother in law meets me at me sisters car to give me a pair of the airline headphones so i didn't have to buy a pair on the plane, i go inside the airport, check in my check in luggage, and make me way upstairs to the security line.. the line was fairly long, and i was sweating a lil bit as i had on a ferrari sweatshirt as my last trip when i went to germany, i had totally forgot my sweatshirt as it was warm when i left my house in the us, but fuck me, it was cold as poo in germany and afterwards amsterdam.. so, i wanted to make sure i had something kind of warm to wear, even though it was indeed hot again in the us.. so, i guess i looked suspicious sweating and what not, and i've been told i have kind of a nervous tick that i don't ever see myself, so i guess they saw both of them, and they pulled me out of line of course, and i'm all, i don't have shit to worry about. i'm not hiding anything.. no biggy.. just hurry this shit up so that i don't miss me plane please.. so, dude is ripping through me shit, and is almost done.. all of a sudden, he pulles out a pack of the snuz, and asked what it was.. i told him its chewing tobacco for the flight, and he than pulls out another tin of it.. asks me what it was again, and i tell him its the same as the other one, but this is a full pack that i haven't even opened yet.. i had two packs, one new, and one that had the weed from the week earlier in it.. he opens it up, and i saw the nickel baggy sitting right there, and i swear, i shat my pants right there.. i tried explaining it was an accident, i didn't even know it was in there, that they could simply through it in the trash, as if, lol, and do you really think i would be dumb enough to try and smuggle a gram of weed in a fucking metal box on the top of my carry on luggage?? well, of course they weren't hearing any of it.. i turn around, and there were three cops standing right behind me.. i say to myself, i fucking know where this is going, and was i ever right.. cuffs on me, three of them lugging me through the airport, and of course they walk me right by me brother in law, and he was all like wtf?? i just saw you ten minutes ago.. mind you, he doesn't really like me much to begin with as i had my issues with some serious drugs in the past, but have been clean off of them for ten years now.. i tell him i had some weed on me that i didn't even know about, like he was going to believe me as much as the cops did, lol.. but thank god he saw me as he was able to get ahold of my sister, who called my gf, and told her i was going to be held up a bit, and for her to go on to italy without me... long story long.. i spend a few more hours in the airport popo station, but i knew it wasn't over yet, as they never printed me or anything.. finally, hours after i had already missed my flight, some real popo's show up and take me over to a very real holding cell in the city proper.. mind you, i had about $3k in cash in my pocket, and i was now in one of the worst parts of the city with some realy criminals.. christ, what a fucking nightmare.. i get to see the video judge at about 1 or so am, and i get released on ror of course, and i take a cab back to the airport.. i get there, and fuck me, the place is closed.. who the fuck knew that the airport closes?? anyhoo's, finally get inside, to find out my tickets are no longer any good, had to pay $1400 for a new round trip ticket and found out that my none carry on luggage was now in italy some where, and when i get there, i would have to find it for myself... what a fucking nightmare to say the least.. i got to italy, found my luggage, and tried to have a good time on vacation, although i was rather stressed the fuck out over the whole ordeal.. and of course, my gf didn't know i smoked.. lol..
and of course, try and convince your family that it was all a mistake and that i wouldn't be dumb enough to try and smuggle weed in a metal fucking can in my carry on luggage.. uggh.. i still get a headache thinking about the entire episode..
i was getting ready to go on vacation for the first time with my gf... she lives about 400 miles away from me in another state, so i was pretty stoked to go on vacation with her as we don't usually get to spend too much time with each other.. she was flying out of her state, i was flying out of mine, and we were going to meet in nyc and fly to italy together..
well, i had picked up like a dime bag of weed to smoke before i left for the flight to calm my nerves and what have you.. i also had picked up some of these things called snuz from camels.. they are smokeless, spitless chewing tobacco that i got for the 9 hour flight to the eu... well, about a week before my trip, i rolled up a nice size j, and through the rest of what had to under a gram of bud into one of the snuz containers i had.. i didn't just want to leave the bag laying around my house as my nephew is often over and i didn't want him to find it..
so, about an hour before i leave, my sister calls and says that she is ready to come and pick me up.. i had all my shit packed, and was ready to go.. i looked on the coffee table and saw the container of snuzz.. if you don't know what it looks like, its a small tin can that kinda looks like a mint tin.. i picked up the tin, and threw it right on top of my carry on luggage, and never gave it a second though.. never dawned on me that a week prior i had put the gram or so of weed right in there.. dumb fucking move let me tell you..
i get to the airport, and my brother in law meets me at me sisters car to give me a pair of the airline headphones so i didn't have to buy a pair on the plane, i go inside the airport, check in my check in luggage, and make me way upstairs to the security line.. the line was fairly long, and i was sweating a lil bit as i had on a ferrari sweatshirt as my last trip when i went to germany, i had totally forgot my sweatshirt as it was warm when i left my house in the us, but fuck me, it was cold as poo in germany and afterwards amsterdam.. so, i wanted to make sure i had something kind of warm to wear, even though it was indeed hot again in the us.. so, i guess i looked suspicious sweating and what not, and i've been told i have kind of a nervous tick that i don't ever see myself, so i guess they saw both of them, and they pulled me out of line of course, and i'm all, i don't have shit to worry about. i'm not hiding anything.. no biggy.. just hurry this shit up so that i don't miss me plane please.. so, dude is ripping through me shit, and is almost done.. all of a sudden, he pulles out a pack of the snuz, and asked what it was.. i told him its chewing tobacco for the flight, and he than pulls out another tin of it.. asks me what it was again, and i tell him its the same as the other one, but this is a full pack that i haven't even opened yet.. i had two packs, one new, and one that had the weed from the week earlier in it.. he opens it up, and i saw the nickel baggy sitting right there, and i swear, i shat my pants right there.. i tried explaining it was an accident, i didn't even know it was in there, that they could simply through it in the trash, as if, lol, and do you really think i would be dumb enough to try and smuggle a gram of weed in a fucking metal box on the top of my carry on luggage?? well, of course they weren't hearing any of it.. i turn around, and there were three cops standing right behind me.. i say to myself, i fucking know where this is going, and was i ever right.. cuffs on me, three of them lugging me through the airport, and of course they walk me right by me brother in law, and he was all like wtf?? i just saw you ten minutes ago.. mind you, he doesn't really like me much to begin with as i had my issues with some serious drugs in the past, but have been clean off of them for ten years now.. i tell him i had some weed on me that i didn't even know about, like he was going to believe me as much as the cops did, lol.. but thank god he saw me as he was able to get ahold of my sister, who called my gf, and told her i was going to be held up a bit, and for her to go on to italy without me... long story long.. i spend a few more hours in the airport popo station, but i knew it wasn't over yet, as they never printed me or anything.. finally, hours after i had already missed my flight, some real popo's show up and take me over to a very real holding cell in the city proper.. mind you, i had about $3k in cash in my pocket, and i was now in one of the worst parts of the city with some realy criminals.. christ, what a fucking nightmare.. i get to see the video judge at about 1 or so am, and i get released on ror of course, and i take a cab back to the airport.. i get there, and fuck me, the place is closed.. who the fuck knew that the airport closes?? anyhoo's, finally get inside, to find out my tickets are no longer any good, had to pay $1400 for a new round trip ticket and found out that my none carry on luggage was now in italy some where, and when i get there, i would have to find it for myself... what a fucking nightmare to say the least.. i got to italy, found my luggage, and tried to have a good time on vacation, although i was rather stressed the fuck out over the whole ordeal.. and of course, my gf didn't know i smoked.. lol..
and of course, try and convince your family that it was all a mistake and that i wouldn't be dumb enough to try and smuggle weed in a metal fucking can in my carry on luggage.. uggh.. i still get a headache thinking about the entire episode..
Urca
Well-Known Member
how the fuck do you not feel that?
anonymuss
Well-Known Member
cuz weed makes u immune to pain. hallucinate too!
Omgwtfbbq Indicaman
Well-Known Member
easily the dumbest thing i ever did was smoke right before my brownies were done cooling, so i go munchies and ate 3 pieces of brownies of a 12 piece cake, and i put an ounce of some dank kush i got for my birthday, after realizing i ate 3 pieces of super potent weed, i drank drove to starbucks and bought their black coffee with a shot of espresso, when i finished drinking it and got in my car, i had the most absurd delayed reaction to movement, any motion would leave a weird flicker type visual effect and driving my car 10 minutes home was like playing an arcade racer for an hour and a half. IT WAS GREAT. i passed out woke up high, went to work, got HIGHER somehow, it was like i ate another brownie, and the high wore off once i got home from work. close to 24 hours of being high.