Well, someone who doesn't like me decided to tell the police that I deal drugs. I don't, and quit smoking pot like 6 months ago. The only thing I do is drink (I'm 23). Unfortunately, since my room is a mess, they managed to find 0.2 grams of marijuana (for those who don't know, that wouldn't even be enough to get a person high) scattered in flakes under my bed, which is by the way is literally less than a pinch. So, because of that, I went to jail, along with my dad (who hasn't smoked pot since the 1970s) because he owns the house.Eaton wrote:Mr N wrote:Know what sucks? Having your house raided by the SWAT team.What happened?
To anyone who may say I deserved this, go fuck yourself. You've never had your door kicked in in the middle of the night, and had to watch your 55 year old mother shoved to the ground a cuffed.