What's the worst story you have about loosing bud, hash etc.?
Mine was quite a while back in 1997 or so. I had just moved back to the US and was going snowboarding for the first time. I was really stoked and bought an eigth of this super dank that was going around PQ at the time. It was a really nice Bullrider or P91, just amazing bud for what was available.
I rented boards for me and the girl, got all packed up and headed to the mountain. There was a Board Aid festival going on and Offspring, Steel Pulse and Wycleff Jean were going to play on the snow. It was proving to be a great experience. So half way there we see a checkpoint stop ahead and I hand my girl the bud so she could stash in her pants/crotch just in case we get pulled over. Everything went fine and we stopped at a gas station for a bathroom break and proceeded up the mountain. So 2 hours later we're getting out of the car and I say, "Hey can I get that bud, so we can smoke?"
At that moment shit went downhill. My girl was like "I can't find it." So she searches through her pants (snowboard pants etc) and nothing. I couldn't believe it, here I had scored the best herb in town only to snowboard with no herb, watch a Steel Pulse and Wycleff show, plus another 2+ hour driveback, all with no herb. I was sooo pissed. I tried to be the better man and act cool, but it was really really hard. She knew she fucked up, but again, we were boarding for the first time, really bitter sweet. So I ended up bumming hits of some schwag at the show and drinking 3 or 4 Sierra Nevadas, which helped, but man that was not how I had planned it. To make things worse there was a traffic jam all the way down the mountain that day when we left. We had fun, but it could have been way better (kept thinking that all day) I was so adament at finding that bud, that we stopped at the gas station on the way back that we initially stopped at, but still nothing. I could not believe what had happened.
The bud dissapeared, I figured that my girl must have flushed it down the toilet when she took a leak when we stopped the first time.
So the next day I'm unloading the car in my parking lot, and I pull out her wet, dirty snowboard pants and out flies my eighth. It had been in her pants the entire trip, while snowboarding, and all the way home....She never felt it due to the padded pants and not looking weel enough.
DOH!!! At least I got to smoke it eventually....I doubt I'll ever forget that one..
anyone else have some crazy lost bud story?I'm sure there are way worse ones out there..
Mine was quite a while back in 1997 or so. I had just moved back to the US and was going snowboarding for the first time. I was really stoked and bought an eigth of this super dank that was going around PQ at the time. It was a really nice Bullrider or P91, just amazing bud for what was available.
I rented boards for me and the girl, got all packed up and headed to the mountain. There was a Board Aid festival going on and Offspring, Steel Pulse and Wycleff Jean were going to play on the snow. It was proving to be a great experience. So half way there we see a checkpoint stop ahead and I hand my girl the bud so she could stash in her pants/crotch just in case we get pulled over. Everything went fine and we stopped at a gas station for a bathroom break and proceeded up the mountain. So 2 hours later we're getting out of the car and I say, "Hey can I get that bud, so we can smoke?"
At that moment shit went downhill. My girl was like "I can't find it." So she searches through her pants (snowboard pants etc) and nothing. I couldn't believe it, here I had scored the best herb in town only to snowboard with no herb, watch a Steel Pulse and Wycleff show, plus another 2+ hour driveback, all with no herb. I was sooo pissed. I tried to be the better man and act cool, but it was really really hard. She knew she fucked up, but again, we were boarding for the first time, really bitter sweet. So I ended up bumming hits of some schwag at the show and drinking 3 or 4 Sierra Nevadas, which helped, but man that was not how I had planned it. To make things worse there was a traffic jam all the way down the mountain that day when we left. We had fun, but it could have been way better (kept thinking that all day) I was so adament at finding that bud, that we stopped at the gas station on the way back that we initially stopped at, but still nothing. I could not believe what had happened.
The bud dissapeared, I figured that my girl must have flushed it down the toilet when she took a leak when we stopped the first time.
So the next day I'm unloading the car in my parking lot, and I pull out her wet, dirty snowboard pants and out flies my eighth. It had been in her pants the entire trip, while snowboarding, and all the way home....She never felt it due to the padded pants and not looking weel enough.
DOH!!! At least I got to smoke it eventually....I doubt I'll ever forget that one..
anyone else have some crazy lost bud story?I'm sure there are way worse ones out there..