Caught! Your Deer-In-Headlights Moment

Sypherz · Mar 5, 2013

When I was 15 my mum called me up to do the dishes while my girlfriend was over. We both went up, when all three of us noticed that the girl and I were wearing each other's shirts.

I guess it's not too bad but as an awkward 15 year old..

JEP · Mar 5, 2013

sypherz said: ↑

When I was 15 my mum called me up to do the dishes while my girlfriend was over. We both went up, when all three of us noticed that the girl and I were wearing each other's shirts.

I guess it's not too bad but as an awkward 15 year old..
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I had same situation.. At my girlfriends house when I was like 17 we just finished haveing sex down stairs but we forgot her mum was in the living room :/

n4n0 · Mar 8, 2013

I've got many.. A few of the more memorable ones....

In high school, at lunch. Was smoking some buds out of an apple w/ one of my buddies. The way the school was set up, the football field/stadium was in the middle of the school and the stadium seating rises up over to give a view over the lunch area.

We were standing there smoking, I had just taken a hit, and I looked up to see 2 of the campus police (actual cops) staring down at me and my friend. I choked on my hit and got my friends attention and got him to look up as well. We both just stared at the cops for a second completely stunned. They both smirked and shook their heads, didn't even really care. I dropped the apple, crushed it, and we both walked away....
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Another one was here just a few months ago. Was in Seattle for a few nights, and the first night out I went to a bar w/ one of the guys I was with. We were there for a couple hours and were about to leave when a couple chicks came up to the bar where we were sitting to order our drinks. We ended up striking a conversation up with them and decided to stay. Long story short, I ended up banging the chick I was talking to in the bathroom. About 10-15 minutes in, all I hear is "WE'RE CALLING THE COPS!"

We rushed out of the bathroom and an employee was standing there waiting for us. She's like "we didn't call the cops, but you have to pay your tabs and leave"

We paid and high-tailed it out of there. Walked around downtown for about half an hour, then made our way back to my hotel room to finish the deed.
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Another one...

Just picked up a OZ of some bud and was headed back to my best friends(he's pretty much my brother, known him my entire life) house. His dad was on parole at the time, and as soon as we walked up to the house, we saw a couple cop cars in the driveway. Soon as we were about to turn around and bail, one of the cops that was outside saw us and called us over. I had the bud in my pocket and was sweating bullets. The cop looked at us and asked us who we were. My friend told him his name, and the cop's like "oh, you're ---'s son.. Get over here" -- and immediately began to search him. By this point I was about to shit myself as I thought I was next. After the cop searches my friend, he turns to me and the conversation goes like this....

Cop: Who are you?
Me: I'm just a friend
Cop: Where do you live?
Me: Just down the road a few blocks
Cop: Well then I best expect you to get there.

Before he had even uttered the words "Well then I best expect--" I had already turned around and started walking away because I knew what he was going to say. My Pipe, my Bubbler, and my bong were all in my friends house. He also had a small grow started in his closet at the time that we had both spent a lot of time and effort on.....

Fortunately his mother was able to tell the cops "I'll take care of the paraphernalia" and they didn't take/smash it... They arrested his dad, destroyed our grow, and left....

Went to my neighbors house, pulled out my sack, and smoked myself stupid....
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Another one....

This is when I had just started smoking weed. Those of you who used to own a PS2 will undoubtedly remember the expansion bay in the back. I had a joint hidden in there for later. I had just put it there earlier that day. That night, my dad's friend is over and they grabbed my PS2 to watch some movies on. The cunt opens up the back and finds the joint, while I'm standing right there. My dad was also in the room. He looks down at the joint. Looks at me. Looks at my dad, then back down at the joint. I'm standing there staring at him just completely and utterly dumbfounded. He pulls it out and shows it to my dad, and my dad asks me what I was doing with it. My dad knew my friend (from the previous story) smoked, so I played it off like it was his, and I was holding it (again because his dad was on parole) - and claimed he didn't want to keep it in the house with his dad. I still to this day am not sure whether or not my dad believed me, but he kind of shrugged it off and went with it.

Funny thing is, a few weeks later, I grew balls of steel, walked up to my dad, and was like "Hey dad... Can I have $20?"
He looks at me and is like "Why?"
I hesitate for a second and I'm like "To buy some weed"
He stared at me blankly for a moment, grinned, and was like "as long as you share with me"

Turns out he had smoked that joint w/ his friend that night..... LOL.
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Oh just remembered another one! (I have a lot of pot related stories.... hahaha)

A bunch of friends and I had just gotten out of school. We were parked in the housing complex by the school in my friend durango, getting high. We had just smoked the last of our weed and were just sitting there bsing because the driver had to go back to school for night classes, so we were just keeping him company until he had to go.

We sat there for about 20 minutes, stoned out of our minds and listening to some Nirvana when suddenly all we hear is "PUT YOUR HANDS WHERE WE CAN SEE THEM" -- Cops pulled up behind us and we were too high to even notice.

They pull us out of the car one by one and search us. I had a knife in my pocket, so when the cop searched me, he gave me the obligatory "do you have any weapons on you?" - I told him I had a knife in my pocket. He pulled it out, looked at it, and threw it in the grass. Finished searching us and they sat us on the curb and started searching the vehicle. I watched one of the cops pull my friends pipe out of the center console, smell it, and grin as if he liked what he smelled (we were smoking some kush, so I'm sure he did )

They found in total, 4 pipes (we all had our own pipe. Typical stoners never leave home without one) and the pill container we had our weed stashed in.

Turns out they showed up because of a "suspicious vehicle" report. They released us all, let us keep our pipes, and told us to leave. I asked the cop about my knife, and the idiot's like "uh.. Um..." and starts looking around trying to find where he threw it. He had completely forgotten about it. He picked it up, looked at it again, then handed it to me and left.....
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And the list continues...

In school one day, I went to an alternative school for my senior year. Our "PE" class was a joke, and all we did was go outside and dick around in the field/public park that was next to the school. Me and one of my buddies were sitting across the field under some trees smoking some weed when the teacher walks up behind us while I'm in the middle of a hit. All I hear is "Heyyy! What are you guys doing?" (This teacher was cool as fuck btw) - I put the pipe in my pocket real quick and look at him, trying to ghost the hit before he noticed...

My friend's like "Just chilling, Mike" (We went by a first name basis w/ the teachers)

And he's like "oh really? Is that all?"

Friend's like "yeah that's it" - mind you, I'm still holding in this hit, trying not to choke....

Mike's like "Alright guys, don't do anything stupid!" and turns around and walks away. We both know he at LEAST smelled the weed......

This isn't my only story with him catching me either. Another day I had a sneak-a-toke made out of a chap stick container. Took a hit JUST as he walked up behind me. Basically the same thing happened. He's like "what are you doing?" and I turn to him and I'm just like "Nothing, Mike" as a small cloud of smoke escapes my lips. He laughed, shook his head, and walked away....
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Another one... Lol.... inb4 tl;dr's

My friend hits me up one night and asks me, "hey man, you going to be at school tomorrow?" - I'm like "yeah sure why not" - and he's like "alright, make sure you're there. I got a present for you" (this was again, at the alternative school, and we ditched a lot)

We had 2 classes together. 2nd and 3rd period. 2nd period rolls around, and he's not there. I'm sitting there in class wondering where the fuck he is. About 5 minute before the bell rings, he walks in smelling like weed as usual. So I'm thinking to myself, "okay he's got some good weed. Big deal, this is nothing new"

He then slides his backpack over to me and tells me to look in the small pocket. I open it up, and low and behold, there's two 1/8's of mushies in there. I squealed in delight.

We went to our 3rd period (Mike's class, I had him for 3rd and 4th period) for our "homeroom" before lunch. We sat in the back and munched on the mushies. Went to lunch, and the trip started to kick in. Went to 4th period after lunch, and started to feel the trip. We went out to the field and smoked a few bowls.

This is where the "OH SHIT" comes in. After 4th period, I went to my last class of the day. I'm by this point tripping balls. My 5th period was a history class, and I was staring at a world map on the wall, watching as the ocean was actually rippling and waving and shit. It was awesome. Anyways, about halfway through the class, some ignorant cunt who sat in front of me just randomly turns around, and puts me on blast. She's like "DUDE YOU SMELL LIKE FUCKING POT!"

I shit myself. The teacher tells her to be quiet. The class ends, and the teacher pulls me to the side as I was walking out, and I start freaking out.

He's like "Look. I don't care what you do outside of my class, but if you're going to come to my classroom, do yourself and me a favor.... Use some visine... Use some body spray... COVER THAT SHIT UP....
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Kid Buu · Mar 8, 2013

n4n0 said: ↑

I've got many.. A few of the more memorable ones....
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Actually read all of these and enjoyed them lol. They were actually very entertaining, I can't believe you've had so many close calls with the cops lol.

n4n0 · Mar 8, 2013

Kid Buu said: ↑

Actually read all of these and enjoyed them lol. They were actually very entertaining, I can't believe you've had so many close calls with the cops lol.
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I've added a couple more. You might want to refresh and look again

Also, as for the close calls w/ the cops - The town I grew up in was big for meth. The cops honestly didn't care about weed at all. I've been pulled over more times than I can count w/ weed on me, and I learned real fast that the best route was honesty.

There are 3 types of cops.

The "good", the "crooked" and the ones who just didn't care. (this is in regards to their stance on weed)

The good cop would make you dump out your bag. The time and paperwork associated w/ a pot bust wasn't worth their time, and they could literally go around the corner and pick up someone carrying meth.

The crooked cop would do one and only one thing. He'd take everything. Either to consume himself, or to sell.

The cop who didn't care would do just that. He wouldn't care. He would tell you to leave.

Most times, I encountered the careless cop. They'd walk up to me and give me the standard "Who are you, where are you going, and do you have anything illegal on you?"

So I answered truthfully. I told them my name, where I was going, and straight up told them, "I have a sack of weed and/or a pipe in my pocket" - The usual response was, "Is that it?"

A lot of the time, I never even got searched. They'd run my ID, and let me go.

n4n0 · May 3, 2013

Bump. There's gotta be some more good stories :O

Entrr · May 3, 2013

n4n0 said: ↑

Bump. There's gotta be some more good stories :O
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I've got a few.

So in grade 6 I was at a math/science/technology thing our school required us to go to. So I was there with a ton of different schools and my friend and I were hungry so we went to the cloak room where there was jackets and boots because it was winter. I really had to urinate and my friend was taking forever getting his lunch. I said "hurry up I need to pee" and he told me to pee in a boot. I'm not sure if I did it for shock value or just for fun but I began to pee in a random girls boot. At this point I was just peeing in this girls boot when another person from our school also my friend walks in and says "holy shit, what are you doing?" at this point I whip around pants still down sort of. It was scary but my 2 buddies just laughed. Best part about it we saw the girl tell her mom her boots were wet and they smelt bad
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Second story is a story about my girlfriend. So we were messing around and usually we do it when my parents aren't home but we couldn't wait for that type of opportunity so long story short my mom was walking down and it was honestly like the loudest footsteps in the world coming down the steps. We were both freaking out thinking my mom would see this and immediately freak out. She honestly turned to look towards us still pretty well naked just covered by a pillow but instead she turned back and turned into the laundry room was the closest call I've had.
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