Well, i was walking home after a school football game, high, drunk, and tired as a motherfucker with a friend named Josh. keep in mind its 2 am and im real fucked up. Also keep in mind that I had over half an ounce of good shit that night. So im walking, and i had been walking about 7 miles, then this fucking PIG pulls over on the side of the rode and yells "Hey! come over here!" and i cant see shit, its dark, so i yelled back "nah motherfucker i dunno who the fuck you are" and tried to walk off but he revealed that he was a cop. then he proceeded to search my ass(not literally) two times and found a gram on me. let's think back here. Half an ounce = 14 grams, plus the other 2 grams i smoked b4 the half. 16 grams in total...and he found one because thats all i had on me. I sold 2 dubs(20 bags) but i smoked the rest. Goes to show how much of a pothead ive become haha. I told the cop to breathalyze me when he said he smelled liquer, and he didnt do it. He was a DUMB FUCKING PIG and i should have kicked his ass and took his car...but then i couldnt tell this story =D o well, im still smokin, and now i just need to watch my ass for a while...fuck it, thats why man made detox!