re: #47 teleskiguy

I couldn’t get anything past my mother. Most embarrassing bust was when I looked in the crawlspace under the basement stairs to check on my little cannabis plant I was nurturing in a little flower pot with a fluorescent light only to find the little guy uprooted and a note that said “Nice try, you’re grounded.”

I was lucky. I used to keep my dope stash behind the encyclopedia set on the bookshelf in my room. One evening, me and my buddies were bored and out of stash and practiced rolling joints out of oregano.

Mom discovered the “stash” but I was able to prove that it was just oregano and we were just “goofing off”.

Talk about dodging a bullet…