Hope this doesn't make you relive any bad juju 
Instead of the 1st time you got high, I'm wondering when you first (if ever) got caught with weed, maybe by your folks, your friend(s), the landlord but hopefully not the cops; of course if you've been caught by any or all of the above feel free to share any or all of the stories you like.
for me it was 1976, I was 19 yrs old, my sister was 17, we both got high. I copped a pound for the first time ever and made the mistake of telling my sister about it, like a big mouth she had to tell all of her stoner friends. Suddenly I had people I didn't know knocking on the door of my folks place and calling too, this was NOT what I'd envisioned as a marketing plan, I never asked for her help selling it.
my folks were curious as to the sudden traffic and made their inquiries of me, I played dumb but they knew something was up, they cornered my sister next, the bitch of course gave me up. next was the grilling I got, I didn't give anyone up and they were bright enough to realize that a pound of weed meant jail time for me, luckily it was something none of us wanted.
I was asked what I'd paid and thinking quickly I lied telling them I paid $100 and owed the rest to the seller, they insisted I return the weed. Mike was very understanding & VERY happy that leo wasn't involved, he refunded me in full. I hid all but the $100 that I told my folks about, sure as shit they took that money from me as punishment.
I moved out of the house soon after, too many questions about my cash earnings where I was going etc. Fuck a duck, in those days we'd cruise up n' down Central Ave lookin' for babes and drinking Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill (.79 a bottle) and Apple Wine, they could care less about that shit though.......
Instead of the 1st time you got high, I'm wondering when you first (if ever) got caught with weed, maybe by your folks, your friend(s), the landlord but hopefully not the cops; of course if you've been caught by any or all of the above feel free to share any or all of the stories you like.
for me it was 1976, I was 19 yrs old, my sister was 17, we both got high. I copped a pound for the first time ever and made the mistake of telling my sister about it, like a big mouth she had to tell all of her stoner friends. Suddenly I had people I didn't know knocking on the door of my folks place and calling too, this was NOT what I'd envisioned as a marketing plan, I never asked for her help selling it.
my folks were curious as to the sudden traffic and made their inquiries of me, I played dumb but they knew something was up, they cornered my sister next, the bitch of course gave me up. next was the grilling I got, I didn't give anyone up and they were bright enough to realize that a pound of weed meant jail time for me, luckily it was something none of us wanted.
I was asked what I'd paid and thinking quickly I lied telling them I paid $100 and owed the rest to the seller, they insisted I return the weed. Mike was very understanding & VERY happy that leo wasn't involved, he refunded me in full. I hid all but the $100 that I told my folks about, sure as shit they took that money from me as punishment.
I moved out of the house soon after, too many questions about my cash earnings where I was going etc. Fuck a duck, in those days we'd cruise up n' down Central Ave lookin' for babes and drinking Boone's Farm Strawberry Hill (.79 a bottle) and Apple Wine, they could care less about that shit though.......
