did your mom ever find your stash?

[boogie]

yes she did... i was always so careful. only once in a while would i mess up. like the time my 14 year old brother woke me up and askd "do you want mom to see this?", in his hand was a bone i thought i hid before i went to bed. he found it on the floor.

the time when my mom found it, she was cool, which, normally she wasn't. the house was always neat and tidy, the same with the rules.

just before the "Incident", i over heard one day when she was going out with the girls, her sister, and my school bus driver, who said " after we have a drink, we can smoke some pot i found on my bus." my aunt said that sounded like fun. my mom said "NO". i thought "Prude".

any way like a week later i come home from school and on my bed is my freshly washed cloths, all folded neatly on my bed, my shirts on top of my jeans, my under wear on top of my shirts, and a plastic bag, with little green specks, on top of my under ware. (must have been in my jeans pocket). she never said a word. just left the bag there. how Cool was that???

true story....

[Mattmc1973]

oh, I thought you meant stash o'porn.

[Dzldoc]

oh, I thought you meant stash o'porn.

I was thinking the same thing

[DeepBlackZeppelin]

That was an enlightening story.

[bigstickbonzo]

Should be in The Hemp Closet.

[Joelmon]

I have many occurances I could share...but let's see...

One of the dumbest.

I thought I'd try my thumb (it wasn't green yet) in my attempt at growind some plants. I got a small box and some soil mix..planted the seeds and put them under a hanging incandescent light in my clothes closet.

I was 14 and my mom had ALWAYS hung up my clothes for me....ya know, woman's work... j/k !!

Well anyway...I said to her that day I started my plants....Mom, I've decided to hang up my own clothes now. I was proud to pretend to be responsible. So....she agreed. Well, after a few days and the seeds had sprouted she decided to see how well I was hanging my clothes up.....Ooops......

BUSTED !!!

She had me throw the shit out...but at least never told my dad. And she wouldn't let me hang up my own clothes anymore...but made me start making my bed !! That was punishment enough. I only grew plants outside after that !

[Del Zeppnile]

There was this funny scene in the TV show That 70's Show where the kids were going on a weekend away at a cabin and they were packing the car up when Eric's mom comes up and asks them, "are you going to be doing a lot of cooking this weekend?" Eric looks at her a litttle puzzeld and responds, "No, why?" And the mom says, "I was wondering because I found this large bag of oregano in your bag."

The look on Eric's face said it all.

When I lived at home I had a fireplace in my bedroom but I never used it. I had discovered on time that if I stuck my arm way up into the fireplace there was like this small ledge up inside. I don't know what the ledge was in there for, but it was a great place to hide stuff. Although at some point I must of stacked too much stuff in there because when I came home my father asked me why there were some dirty magazines laying inside my fireplace. Thank goodness he didn't see the plastic baggy full of pot.

[Del Zeppnile]

double post

[ledded1]

I think my mum did cos it was hidden ina wardrobe but I felt it had been moved from the spot, looked at and put back cos it wasn't exactly where I thought i left it.

She never said anything to me when we did discuss drugs at one point. I told her I had used some. She wasn't angry just concerned about me harming myself or getting in trouble with the police.

This was in 1974. She was a broad minded lovely woman my mum, we could talk about anything and everything.

[boogie]

oh, I thought you meant stash o'porn.

ok porns fine. got a story?

[Dzldoc]

Who's hasn't but the time that freaked me out the most was when I was over by a friends house. We were all sitting around the table( like that 70's show ) with an lb laid out on the table. Wasted, laughung our asses off when his mom walks in with her date.

Well just so happened she was dating an Asst. DA I know what he was thinking.

Score! and it wasn't about busting teenage boys.

[Joelmon]

ok porns fine. got a story?

I'll second that !!!

.

[Cecil.]

I'll second that !!!

.

My Father once said he would fix a squeaky floorboard in my bedroom!

I have never moved so fast ever!

[boogie]

ok, i got another one. this time with a friends mom. these people were less strick, and on a lower income, then i was used to being around. the parents knew their kids drank, and smoked, and got into trouble. well i was over there the first time and several guys were in my buds room smoking some doobs, when the door opens up and there is mrs. goldman!!! "who's smoking that shit in my house?" she exclaims. well don't you know that EVERY SINGLE PERSON in the room pointed at ME??? she had a broom in her hand which she proceeded to hit me, about the head and shoulders, repeatedly. much to the enjoyment of the others.

[~Bonnie~]

I never kept pot at the house. However, my mom did find my alcohol once. And it sucked too, because I had just gotten 4 bottles of liquor. She just told me "You get this out of my house RIGHT NOW!" And stood there, all disapproving. Didn't tell me HOW to dispose of it.

This is the same woman whose entire smoking lecture was "WELL. I just think smoking is a disgusting habit!!" When she found out I was smoking at 15. Now that I'm an adult, she gripes about my smoking every chance she gets. Gee, I guess she probably shoulda done something about that when I was a teenager, and not so heavily addicted.....

[wanna be drummer]

My parents haven't been able to find anything that I din't want them to get into. Then again, my house has hundreds of places to stash shit, plus I have cool friends who are (usually) more than happy to hide my shit.

[TypeO]

not my mom, but me.

I'll explain.

I sold lbs. by the oz. for awhile, and I used to stash them under the mattress of my brother's bed (he had moved out, his bedroom was unused).

I had just bagged up a new lb. and stashed it, so the first bags were always fat and full of buds.

Got a call for an oz, pulled a fat bag from the stash and waited.

They never show.

So I didn't want to go back to my stash, make mom suspicious why I kept going in the unused bedroom, so I tucked it into the toe of a pair of Dingo boots I had (it was summer).

A few months later in the fall, things were dry, and I was heading out on a Friday night and decided to wear my Dingo boots.

BAM!

Just a little on the dry side, but it was wrapped pretty tight.

It was a good Friday night :lolo:

[boogie]

I never kept pot at the house. However, my mom did find my alcohol once. And it sucked too, because I had just gotten 4 bottles of liquor. She just told me "You get this out of my house RIGHT NOW!" And stood there, all disapproving. Didn't tell me HOW to dispose of it.

This is the same woman whose entire smoking lecture was "WELL. I just think smoking is a disgusting habit!!" When she found out I was smoking at 15. Now that I'm an adult, she gripes about my smoking every chance she gets. Gee, I guess she probably shoulda done something about that when I was a teenager, and not so heavily addicted.....

when i was in 8th grade my dad told me if i was smoking he would buy my smokes, so i would'nt buy pot. i still don't know how that would stop me from the pot. but the effort was nice.

[alwizard03]

Well heres what i looked like in the mid 70's what do you think?Yes while cleaning my room she decided to clean my closet.A panel in the back of my closet fell out and she found a ounce of columbian red bud and a verry large bag of black mollies,yellow Mollies,Qualudes,Jelly Reds and Gators plus some White Crosses.Of course i was just holding them for a friend.She then proceeded to tear all my rock pictures off my walls and threw away all my records. she missed Pink Floyd - Dark Side of the Moon as it was on the record player and she didnt get my 8 tracks.I called her a Bitch as i ran out of the back door.

My dad found me hitchiking towards New Orleans from which he had moved out of not long before.

I survived it but i never again called my mom a name as my ass hurt for a week .

[LadyRaven]

My 16 year old brother just got busted big time by my mum. She found half a six pack of beer in his room, rolling papers and a fifth of vodka. Tonight he relenquished a fake I.D. and admitted to other things he had been doing. He's grounded until school gets out in June and can't have his drivers lisence back until he can pay his own car insurance. My mum found his stuff when she cleaned his room too.

I think he deserves every bit of the punishment- the asshat.

[Pb Derigable]

My dad told me that my mother smoked pot when i was 13 and drugs never became a cool thing for me to do. But my mother did find a porno of mine 1 time. she metioned it in a passing conversation. I was 18 at the time and i think she figured it was better then anything else. But, later she said she was embarressed, and i told her how my friend was cought jerking off by his mother, twice and his sister once.

[Joelmon]

later she said she was embarressed, and i told her how my friend was cought jerking off by his mother, twice and his sister once.

Now that's the kind of stash you don't want to share with just anyone !!

[Reggie29]

Too many times.

[Get_The_Led_Out]

Well heres what i looked like in the mid 70's what do you think?Yes while cleaning my room she decided to clean my closet.A panel in the back of my closet fell out and she found a ounce of columbian red bud and a verry large bag of black mollies,yellow Mollies,Qualudes,Jelly Reds and Gators plus some White Crosses.Of course i was just holding them for a friend.She then proceeded to tear all my rock pictures off my walls and threw away all my records. she missed Pink Floyd - Dark Side of the Moon as it was on the record player and she didnt get my 8 tracks.I called her a Bitch as i ran out of the back door.

My dad found me hitchiking towards New Orleans from which he had moved out of not long before.

I survived it but i never again called my mom a name as my ass hurt for a week .

Funny thing bout moms, physical evidence not required. She knew me & my brother got high (munch, munch & munch), but never found my stash cause never needed 1, all recreational pharmaceuticals were copped & administered post haste. lol. After dinner 6-8 friends met on the corner chipped in $2 each, $5 nickle bag (8-10) fatties after cleaning....6-7 Quarts OE 800,, Boom box cranking out metal "head" to the park to Rock'n while we were Roll'n all night long... (well till curfew anyway). Now the weekend's!!..I'll leave that 4 another time.

[JethroTull]

Oh boy, do I even want to go here......I got busted for possession of hashish in May 1976. My car got towed by the cops. After getting booked and fingerprinted I walked home. Fortunately my sister was home and she drove me to get my car before dad came home. It was a miniscule amount that a close friend gave me. I pleaded guilty in court and received 6 months probation. After probation ended (and I stayed out of trouble), I could apply for expungement of the charges and they would be cleared off my record. I was able to keep it all a secret until a letter arrived in the mail from the probation department that my dad intercepted. He didn't even open it, but knew something went down. I lied and told him a friend from college gave me the hash. I wanted to keep my close friend out of the picture. BTW - After only two or three visits with the probabtion officer, he told me to stop coming. I was in college, working P/T and not the type of druggie they were overly concerned about.