duga

Exactly. I go out to bars and know my limits to drive and I do my recreational drugs in the privacy of my own home only. I have yet to have a run in with the law past a speeding ticket, and I smoke weed a lot, take shrooms on occasion, and am totally willing to check out anything else that may strike my fancy.

Just know the law and know how to avoid it. If you aren't bothering anyone, why the **** should they bother you?

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Monk

I got busted for underage drinking a week before my 18th birthday (the legal drinking age in australia is 18). i was also supplying all my mates because i've always looked old for my age, so i copped a huge fine. turned me off drinking in public for about a year or so.

mr dave

this is pretty much my attitude as well, only i stopped with anything but weed after i turned 30.

as for funny encounters with the fuzz, it happens on occasion, especially where i work odd hours.

had one job where i started at 3:30am everyday in an office inside a house that had been converted for a few businesses. someone called about seeing a person poking around outside at that hour and sure enough the cops showed up to investigate. once i noticed lights in the parking lot i went outside to see what was up (i normally picked up the papers as they were delivered). one cop rushed me the other had her hand on her gun, i put my hands up, smiled, and invited them in to show them my job

with my current job one of my old co-workers would walk home with me every night after we finished, again around 3-4 in the morning. we split up at my building's front steps and in the time it took me to walk into my apartment (3 doors, no stairs) he had gotten stopped. lights were flashing on the wall and i knew - then again co-worker had a very defensive attitude towards authority. as soon as i walked out of the building again co-worker screams 'Dave? Can you tell this guy we just finished work?'. as if i have the power to tell a cop what's what... hahaha

i always found it funny how being nice to the police and offering them more information than they need usually gets you out of trouble unless you're caught doing something obviously wrong.

which is why is smoke my weed inside.

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TumorAttitude

Um....It was this period in my life that lasted several monthes where my entire family thought I was pocessed. I was in an argument with my mom and she said something that really upset me so I broke one of her bowls. She called my dad to come home from work, who drove me to the local police station and tried to talk his cop friend into letting me spend the night in a cell. He said he couldn't do that, but he would talk to me.
I'm assuming my dad thought that I got a really long lecture about respect for property, personal responsibility, ect, but he just sort of asked me what was going on and observed how terrified and paranoid I was. It was pretty nice of him to watch a 13-year-old girl cry and bitch about her family for as long as he did, I gotta say.

Looking back, I really wish I could have spent the night in jail. How fucking beast would that have been?