"Hazy", what a choice of words. This story comes on a fitting day for a little "mary jane".
9/9/15 = 9+9+15 = 33
Mary Jane = 4+1+9+7+1+1+5+5 = 33
That term 'bong unit' is a keeper.
Bong = 2+6+5+7 = 20
Unit = 3+5+9+2 = 19
Bong Unit = 39
Bong = 2+15+14+7 = 38
Unit = 21+14+9+20 = 64
Bong Unit = 102
lol, I wonder how many claims have been put in.
I have never in my life ever seen somebody but a bong in a briefcase. Let alone a heavy duty briefcase. Let's be honest here Stoner's don't do that!
ReplyDeleteYou don't know many wealthy, teenage "stoners," do you?
DeleteNow I know what they do with all the paraphernalia they confiscate.
ReplyDeleteI went to my brothers wedding in Tennessee and was there for a week. While there I visited a head shop and bought some souvenirs for friends back home. On the way home my father and I were pulled over. We didn't have any weed in the Expedition, but we did have those bowls we bought. The drug dog didn't alert because of the smell of marijuana, he alerted because I had a silky terrier puppy in a crate in the back. I think they saw the TX plates on front, the Michigan plate on the back, and caught the outline of the crate through the tinted back windows and thought me and my dad were running a bale or something. The Expedition was legal in both states because my husband worked in Texas enough of the year that they made him register it there, but it also needed to be registered in his home state. The Tennessee cops told us it was against the law to have two legal license plates on a vehicle. Who the hell knows? Imagine their surprise when there was zero weed on board. They dumped everything we had with us on the side of the road, took all of our money, and let us go. I call it highway robbery because we never received a single thing in the mail to appear for court and nothing ever showed up on our records. I think they new they screwed up when that bale turned out to be my baby being properly transported, and they just pocketed our money. I asked one of the cops what they were going to do with my friends souvenirs, and was told they'd be used for 'training and education'.
I was a bartender at the time and for my boss I'd bought a pipe that looked just like a tube of lipstick, and another that looked just like a highlighter marker. I'm so glad I was with my dad for that shit.
Look at me, I'm commenting again o.O
The weird thing it is not illegal to have those pipes. What is illegal in most states is the have marijuana residue on them. Can never trust those shady cops. I'm a personal trainer by trade and the gym I work at the police chief of my town workouts there. He has told me multiple times how he used to smoke weed and all this stuff. All I can think is you are a hypocrite for arresting people than. He also told me used to work in Arkansas during the 80's. During the 80's the FBI or the CIA, I can't remember which, got caught selling cocaine. He than latter went on to tell me he used to do security detail for Clinton. Fireworks went off in my head. What a masonic shady fuck. I could write for days about how much of a douchebag he is. I train a couple MMA fighters a he walk talking to us saying he could beat us with his tazer. It was really making me mad so I turned to him and said look old man if you think your tazer is going to protect you from me than you are sadly mistaken. Put him that fuck in his place. sorry for the long rant but it's jsut fucked how cops believe they are above the law. Complete hypocrites.
DeleteI found and subscribed to your blog... and then I saw your post about this comment, and now I came back here to say... Nice to meet you, Andy.
DeleteThis part of my comment is for both you and Zach.
Katey PQ was my online name. Warren is my given name, and everyone calls me Kate. Katey isn't short for anything, that was also given at birth. Part of the reason I changed the other day is that over these past few weeks I've come to see an importance in owning what I say and put out there. It has to do with something my dad said when he was dying of cancer, and that was, he wished I'd been a boy, because he knew I'd do right by his name. PQ came from my married name, which is Poquette. My husband died just before last Christmas, and while I loved him very much, his family, most especially his children from a previous marriage never liked me or welcomed me. I plan to legally take back my maiden name next year and never change it again, whatever road I choose.
Nice to meet you as well. And I am so sorry for your lose. Stay strong through the tough times
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