I got busted last month by a state trooper.....I was on my way home after a night of complete non smokeage, had my favorite pipe with me and a little under half an oz. The trooper pulled me over for a burnt out tail light of all things. As soon as he did a readout on my license, he pulled out his gloves and said "I gotta pat u down now" And things just went downhill from there. I got charged with 2 pipes and 13gs of schwag. Luckily he didn't pull the damn dog on me, cuz that would've really sucked. I spent two nights in jail, which was hell. They've had their eyes watchin me for years now, and apparently they think I'm some big drug dealer cuz they interogated me about a lot of stupid shit that I didnt even dignify with a response.
While I was in jail I almost got violated, if it weren't for this very nice pimp that kept the larger inmates off of me (the only reason he stuck up for me was cuz I kept him entertained with my life story)
Well now I'm on the outside and got probation for the next 9 months and 40hrs of community service. Besides that I got cops patrolling my neighborhood everyday waitin for me to slip up, and court fees out the ass that keep bleedin my wallet dry. Since I can't blaze whenever I feel like anymore, I'm lost a huge ammount of weight (its a very bad thing, I only weighed 114lbs to begin with) now I'm down to 89lbs.now my bipolars shinin thru like clear whiskey, as are my other disabilities. Without pot I have anger problems, in the past 3 weeks I've punched 27 holes in the walls of my bedroom (my anger hasn't been this bad since I used to do muay thai boxing 5 years ago) If anybody can show some sympathy for my predicament, show some love and smoke a bowl for me homies. I just shoulda neva came back to this damn hellhole...brickweed is a small price to pay for your safety and well being, instead of scoring dro and goin to jail. Hellz bellz do I feel like a sack of crap and a half.
While I was in jail I almost got violated, if it weren't for this very nice pimp that kept the larger inmates off of me (the only reason he stuck up for me was cuz I kept him entertained with my life story)
Well now I'm on the outside and got probation for the next 9 months and 40hrs of community service. Besides that I got cops patrolling my neighborhood everyday waitin for me to slip up, and court fees out the ass that keep bleedin my wallet dry. Since I can't blaze whenever I feel like anymore, I'm lost a huge ammount of weight (its a very bad thing, I only weighed 114lbs to begin with) now I'm down to 89lbs.now my bipolars shinin thru like clear whiskey, as are my other disabilities. Without pot I have anger problems, in the past 3 weeks I've punched 27 holes in the walls of my bedroom (my anger hasn't been this bad since I used to do muay thai boxing 5 years ago) If anybody can show some sympathy for my predicament, show some love and smoke a bowl for me homies. I just shoulda neva came back to this damn hellhole...brickweed is a small price to pay for your safety and well being, instead of scoring dro and goin to jail. Hellz bellz do I feel like a sack of crap and a half.