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Current Events => The DUmpster => Topic started by: franksolich on April 21, 2011, 11:48:27 AM
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Oh my.
snooper2 (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 10:20 AM
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Carrying and Hiding Your Weed
Since it seems to be weed week on DU
Here's a basic primer everyone should know- (never break it up and travel!!!)
This is one of the subjects you'll have to really think about, as I can't offer you a lot of advice on where and how to keep your weed. But you must take into consideration a few things, like how obvious it is, and how likely it is that one of your friends will see it and decide to steal something.
Another major thing to take into consideration is your own stupidity. Take for example the guy I told you about who forgot a pound at a friend's house. I also heard a story about a woman who let a quarter-pound fall out of her purse in a grocery store, came back in and asked an employee about it who told her to run as fast as she could because someone had already called the cops (pe may have just pocketed it for perself). And I've heard countless stories of people having half a dozen different bags of different weights and one goes missing, and they don't realize it for days later, long after it's possible to figure out what happened.
A bunch more at link-
http://dahustla2.tripod.com/id30.html
Also, from my own years...
Use a dugout if smoking in your car, truck, hippie van. Most are small enough so you can have a pre-planned place to hide it in case the Po-Po hit the lights. I've got a little screwdriver and have perfected removing one of my dash vents in under 4 seconds. Dugout goes right down. (Now busting that mother****er apart later to retrieve it is a different story )
I haven't been pulled over in at least seven years, but last time my truck reeked. Got busted by a state trooper jumping on to 35 South right outside Denton. Sprayed my cologne I always keep in the door, got license and insurance ready, in hand. Rolled window down about 1/3rd the way and had my hand with info ready to hand to him. He took it, came back, gave me the look-over and told me next time don't enter the highway like a bat-out-of-hell
I hear the cologne thing is a bad idea though as it will raise suspicion???
Post your advice to share.......
City of Mills (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 10:29 AM
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2. Don't smoke and drive
That's the only advice I have - I know, I know, no big deal. You look at the speedometer, look up check that you're in the middle of the lane, look behind you, to your sides, back to your speedometer...etc...in some ways it can make you a more conscientious (paranoid?) driver...but a kid can still dart in front of your car, even if you're not at fault, you'll probably get bagged for OUI whether or not its a factor. Not worth it if you ask me. I used to hang around with someone who insisted on driving stoned. Few weeks ago this person got pulled over and had to eat a blunt (blecccch!!!), as if the cop couldn't smell the pungent skunk wafting out of the car. Luckily, this was Massachusetts so the person got yelled at and sent on their way. But seriously, people shouldn't drive stoned IMO.
Oh, and if you insist on driving around with weed, know your state laws and be aware of when you cross over state lines. Don't be stupid.
TahitiNut (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 12:02 PM
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17. Driving at night while high ...
... led me to a deep and prolonged appreciation for the vibrant color and balanced shape of a stop sign. It's one of the times when I really did come to a "full and complete" stop -- almost transcendental.
eShirl (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 10:30 AM
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3. roaches are edible.
guitar man (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 10:37 AM
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6. yes they are
hell, I ate two whole joints one time....real quick!
Lefta Dissenter (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 10:31 AM
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4. My advice comes from what I've witnessed this month
Don't put your pot into the plastic bin at the security checkpoint at the Capitol where there are both State Troopers and Capitol Police working the checkpoint. That plastic bin is for metal only.
justabob (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 12:09 PM
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19. that reminds me of a story from my college years
Some idiot tried to go through the metal detector at the Roanoke VA airport with a large measure of cocaine taped to their chest. The only problem? The package was wrapped in aluminum foil.
stellanoir (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 10:41 AM
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9. Eons ago I used to hitch hike.
Once I caught a ride with a much older gent who used to haul large quantities over the Canadian border.
He told me that he'd throw a few bales in the trunk and then he'd spread a blanket over it very neatly.
Then in the exact center of the blanket he'd gingerly place a very tasteful burial urn on top of the blanket.
If he ever got stopped and checked out, he'd get all choked up and start sobbing silently. Then he'd sadly reveal to the officials his dear departed's dying wish. . .to have her ashes scattered in her beloved homeland Canada.
Ahhh. . .he'd never been married.
Yes, in many obtuse ways, those were simpler times.
in_cog_ni_to (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 10:45 AM
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10. Don't have a bag of pot hanging out of your purse when a cop stops you.
I was young and stupid. Luckily, the cop that stopped me for speeding was a friend I went to school with and just told me to put it back in my purse and he would lead me to my house. This was in the 70s when EVERYONE smoked pot...including that particular cop. I quit smoking pot 20 years ago, but if it was legal, I'd have a garden full of it! LOVE IT.
Erose999 (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 10:53 AM
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11. Get one of those magnetic key holders and you can fit 1/8 in it and stick it to the floorpans underneath the car, or somewhere under the hood that doesn't get too hot. Thats probably the best way to travel with it that I can think of.
snooper2 (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 10:54 AM
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12. In the past if I'm going across state lines with quarter or more..
I usually wrap it up and hide it in the air filter intake
PJPhreak (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 12:04 PM
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18. Old hippie Rig trick...
Attach a small metal box to the firewall of your car,truck,van,so the lid faces the ground,cut a small slot in the side of said box,find an old connector with about 5-7 wires coming out of it,run those wires to appropriate looking places around the engine compartment so they look like they do something and attach a small hose fitting to the box and run a small hose to somewhere on the air Cleaner (Older Cars) or on the airbox in front of the map sensor (Newer Cars).
This now looks like some electronic part and the hose now carries the "Bouquet" in to the engine to be consumed in the combustion process!
"Here Doggie,Doggie....Nice Doggie"
Since the Box opens facing downward make sure it latches WELL!
Tip from someone that lived on and drove a 40 foot converted Schoolbus/HouseTruck for a coupla years,a Sat afternoons worth of "Backyard Engineering" will Save Yer Ass.
ChoppinBroccoli (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 11:42 AM
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14. Word To The Wise
This comes from an actual case in which I represented a guy who was charged with possession.
DON'T think you're being sneaky hiding your weed in a fake Pringles can (you know, the ones they sell with the "secret" hollowed-out compartment in the bottom) that clearly says, "Got the fever for the flavor of a fatty" on the label.
NightWatcher (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 11:48 AM
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16. tips for carrying and concealing: DONT leave the house with the stuff
Once you obtain it (hopefully your "friend" makes deliveries, or you can walk to the pickup) never put the stuff in your car. My friend found a jay that was several months/years old when he was cleaning his car and commented that had a cop found it, he would still be in trouble.
Stay safe smokers. Never talk to police. Never aggree to anything. Never let them search you, if they have PC they'll do it without your consent.
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City of Mills (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 10:29 AM
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2. Don't smoke and drive ...
..but a kid can still dart in front of your car, even if you're not at fault, you'll probably get bagged for OUI whether or not its a factor. Not worth it if you ask me
****ing asshole is worried about an OUI and not the kid that could be killed?
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Why do you think they call it dope?
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I bet that the favored way is "Keestering it."
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.....already called the cops (pe may have just pocketed it for perself).
typos and gender-mixing. That's odd, the p is nowhere near the h on the keyboard. :???:
Dedicated bunch, aren't they?
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typos and gender-mixing. That's odd, the p is nowhere near the h on the keyboard. :???:
Dedicated bunch, aren't they?
Yeah ... dedicated .... :stoner:
KC
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And they wonder why so many DUmmies are unemployed. :-)
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I bet that the favored way is "Keestering it."
Yep, store it right up there with their "facts" and "factoids".
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Why do you think they call it dope?
BINGO!! There's a reason why it's called "dope".
No wonder why the "dopes" on the DUmpland are so attracted to it. :-)
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Dude. If you totally have an old 80's beater, you can pry off the steering wheel cover and stash your dope inside the steering wheel. It's totally cool and if you haven't progressed mentally since 1986, it'll be a complete surprise when the cops bust you for possession, man.
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Cologne doesn't do shit to mask the smell of weed. The smell of burnt marijuana gives me an instant headache. Once my headache comes on, the motorist gets introduced to "Chas".....as in " 'Chas out of that car, boy."
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A friend of mine thought Lysol was a good cover-up for weed.
His older brother busted him one day after walking into his room and announcing "It smells like Lysol and weed in here."
Damn, that was embarrassing.
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snooper2 (1000+ posts) Thu Apr-21-11 10:20 AM
Original message
Carrying and Hiding Your Weed
Since it seems to be weed week on DU
Here's a basic primer everyone should know- (never break it up and travel!!!)
This is one of the subjects you'll have to really think about, as I can't offer you a lot of advice on where and how to keep your weed. But you must take into consideration a few things, like how obvious it is, and how likely it is that one of your friends will see it and decide to steal something.
Funny how I never have to worry about any of my friends stealing from me.
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http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=view_all&address=439x934140
Oh my.
Inventive bunch....too bad they don't apply that inventiveness to something productive... ::)
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Cologne doesn't do shit to mask the smell of weed. The smell of burnt marijuana gives me an instant headache. Once my headache comes on, the motorist gets introduced to "Chas".....as in " 'Chas out of that car, boy."
Heh. ^5
KC
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If they worked as hard at getting or keeping a job as they do at hiding their stash, they might be productive members of society.
Maybe not.
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I bet that the favored way is "Keestering it."
That won't work. For the men anyway. The Gerbils keep eating through the plastic bag.
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That won't work. For the men anyway. The Gerbils keep eating through the plastic bag.
No my dear not Gerbils but Ferrets.
Back in the early 90's everyone had a Ferret or two as a pet. Big Fad at the time so one of the kids brought me one for Mothers day. Just a baby and all so interesting.
Th critter was interesting, I was told it could be litter boxed trained, sort of true it sat in the box and shit up the wall. Fun little guy until it took a liking to Hubby's work boots and would often crawl in there and take a dump-- early morning surprise for him.
I had no idea that the critter was a Nark until one day a girlfriend came to visit and the critter dove into her purse and ran off with baggy of pot. I had no idea she smoked the stuff. This son of a gun became our home cop, people that visited had bags lifted from shirt pockets, back pockets, and one unfortunate friend [Victim] had the ball of fur dive into her cleavage to grab the bag she had in her bra.
After a while we found few friends came around any more.
I do not know if it was just my luck to get a druggie Ferret or if all Ferrets are like this, we ended up giving the critter away as it was disheartening to find out that the people we thought so much of were dopers.---
Drunks we could handle but I became paranoid that that if I had company that were into drugs, the cops would show up.
Anyone else here ever have a Ferret???
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:thatsright:
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Vesta, you crack me up sometimes. :lmao:
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Speaking of vestanumbers, one of the funniest things I've ever seen is "Pursuit of Excellence - Ferrets". It was a PBS documentary that you can get on DVD. My daughter got a copy as a gift, and we laughed 'til we cried. The ferret fanciers on it are every bit as crazy as DUmpmonkeys.
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I was wondering if any DUmmies owned ferrets. They seem to largely be cat people.
http://www.democraticunderground.com/discuss/duboard.php?az=show_topics&forum=243
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Speaking of vestanumbers, one of the funniest things I've ever seen is "Pursuit of Excellence - Ferrets". It was a PBS documentary that you can get on DVD. My daughter got a copy as a gift, and we laughed 'til we cried. The ferret fanciers on it are every bit as crazy as DUmpmonkeys.
Was it about ferrets, the people that raise them, and the things they go through to win at shows? I was down that road for many years as a child, while my mother raised, bred, and showed cats. I still have an urge to flee from the expo center that many of the shows were held at.
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Was it about ferrets, the people that raise them, and the things they go through to win at shows? I was down that road for many years as a child, while my mother raised, bred, and showed cats. I still have an urge to flee from the expo center that many of the shows were held at.
That's it, and those women are crazy. One of my favorite segments had to do with disposal. They raise swarms of ferrets, looking for a good one, but they all become pets. The little bastards don't live very long, so they have a disposal problem. If they bury them, their backyards quickly become overcrowded cemeteries. The women are too nutty about them to put them into the household trash, so this one ferret club has made a deal with a crematorium. The problem is, to keep the cost down, they have to accumulate something like 200 pounds of dead ferrets per batch. The husband of one member is caught griping about his freezer being full of dead ferrets.
So anyway, the club finally has enough frozen dead ferrets for a crematorium run. Afterward, the head ferret lady comes back with a bucket full of ferret ashes, and calls a club meeting. Each of the members brings an empty coffee can, and after a goofy prayer about the Rainbow Bridge, the ashes are distributed. The head ferret lady uses a little scoop, and each member gets a number of scoops equal to how many frozen dead ferrets she had. They follow one of the members home, and after she decorates the coffee can with the names of the dearly departed, she puts it on a shelf in her ferret room. The room is completely lined with shelves, each one loaded down with can after can of ferret ashes.
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That's it, and those women are crazy. One of my favorite segments had to do with disposal. They raise swarms of ferrets, looking for a good one, but they all become pets. The little bastards don't live very long, so they have a disposal problem. If they bury them, their backyards quickly become overcrowded cemeteries. The women are too nutty about them to put them into the household trash, so this one ferret club has made a deal with a crematorium. The problem is, to keep the cost down, they have to accumulate something like 200 pounds of dead ferrets per batch. The husband of one member is caught griping about his freezer being full of dead ferrets.
So anyway, the club finally has enough frozen dead ferrets for a crematorium run. Afterward, the head ferret lady comes back with a bucket full of ferret ashes, and calls a club meeting. Each of the members brings an empty coffee can, and after a goofy prayer about the Rainbow Bridge, the ashes are distributed. The head ferret lady uses a little scoop, and each member gets a number of scoops equal to how many frozen dead ferrets she had. They follow one of the members home, and after she decorates the coffee can with the names of the dearly departed, she puts it on a shelf in her ferret room. The room is completely lined with shelves, each one loaded down with can after can of ferret ashes.
I must get this DVD you speak of. :rotf: