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Thanks for the tip on adding vids. I and I been unsuccessful up to now.
I had attached this seven pages back but moved it up to be seen.. If I'm out of line just ignore it.
A stoner story. Hmmm,
Well there was this time, I was living out west in a small town on a well known lake. I had been seeing a girl who worked for the local Police dept. One Sunday morning following a great party, I woke up to a knock at my door. Still groggy and without thinking I opened the door to a uniformed officer holding an envelope. He explained that he had been asked to deliver a note from my friend. When I read it later it said she had had to work and sorry she missed the party. He asked me to sign his note pad to acknowledge receiving it and I walked away to get a pen, leaving him standing in the open door.
I hadn't paid any attention to the mess in the living room with nosh wrappers all over the tables.
When I got back with the pen, he asked me what was in the open baggy his keen eyes had spotted amid the mess. I looked at it and with a sinking feeling, asked him if he would like to step in. I had retired to my room in the wee hours leaving an apartment full of stoners and one had contributed a lid of Jamaicas finest to the party.
The officer entered and got very official as he picked up the bag and smelled it.
He ran me on his shoulder mike and when I came back clean, he closed up the bag, stuck it in his pocket, and told me he was giving me a break but confiscating the weed. I found out later that he mentioned me being a druggy to my friend who he liked too, but never turned in the smoke.
I was mad for a few after he left until I walked into the kitchen and found a dish sitting on the counter, just out of sight of the door, with enough white powder residue to send me bye-bye for a while. Then I counted my blessings.