TheChosen
Well-Known Member
Well I had to learn this one the hard way, I thought most things were in my favor which they were but the ones that weren't really cost me. And as a warning this will probably be long and similar to other threads so haters hit the back button becuase your input is not necessary or wanted.
First I've known my partner, who is my cousin since I was in 6th grade when he came to live with my parents. He was older than me and we became close friends. He introduce me to weed immediatley but it took him two years of blowing smoke in my face and pestering me before I finally took a hit. He eventually moved out to an apartment, then back in, then back out into his own house with much help from my parents. That was many years ago and he had his own grow op with someone else who left a window unlocked so he could get inside to take everything while my cousin was at work. So he quit growing and shortly after we lost contact for two years due to various reasons. Well early last year he was at my parent's house and we started talking and then starting hanging out and smoking again. Except I could only chill when his gf wasn't there becuase she is not cool with weed at all, she hates it with a passion. So anytime he got caught by her he would just say it was me which pissed me off. We talked about growing a lot after a few months of bunk weed but knew we couldn't with his gf. Well one day mid year I stopped by and all the pictures of her were down and they had broke up. We both got in the car, went to the hydro shop and purchased:
1 600 HPS/MH light, hood, and ballast
1 dr150 tent
2 inline fans
1 filter
1 4 bulb t5 fixture
soil, pots, nutes, etc.
1 portable ac
$250 in seeds (ordered those online)
That night we boarded the window and set everything up. From that day on I spent more time there after work than I did at my own house. I had a key and I could go in whenever I wanted to becuase I took care of them he did nothing (I let him water them twice and he nearly drowned them both times so I said no more). Well you see the first problem was that he became dependent on me being there everyday becuase his girl was gone and he literally has no other friends becuase as I should have remembered he screws people over. So the first weekend that I just went over while he was at work and didn't chill in the night he called up his girl and had her come over. This really pissed me off becuase she has threatened to call cops for smoking so she definatley would for this and before we even left to buy that stuff he swore he had no desire to get back with her. Well one way or another he talked me into keeping the plants there as they had just began to flower and I was equally as excited as he was. And so began the next problem, becuase his girl was coming over again he had to smoke outside. Well his fence is barely 4 feet tall so all of his neighbors can not only hear him coughing like he has pneumonia but they can see his 2+ foot tall bong as he takes hits. Not to mention the neighbor behind him is a cop. So I got on him about that and he mostly stopped but did it sometimes still which worried me. Well finally harvest time came, really nice nugs, not the greatest stone but definatley the best tasting weed ever. I don't know exactly how it was divided as I just gave him an eigth when he needed it for a month or two. So after being lazy and stoned for a while we started some more plants. Well 4 weeks in he says his girl is threatening to call the cops and he wants to take it down. I talk him out of it but it all comes down anyways next week when his brother makes a suprise visit (I was informed of this midday after it was taken down as I drove away from the hydro shop with two bags of ocean forest.) Well it was supposed to go back up as soon as his brother left but when i asked it was always tomorrow which eventually turned into about 2 months which bring us to last and this week. Last thursday he gets me an oz. Originally I planned on giving him a 1/2 eight for his troubles (which were none it got delivered) and keep the rest and I would tell him I sold it to other people. Well it was not as good as I expected to I told him the next day I didn't sell it to my friends and I could sell some to him. I fronted him a q on this past monday and he asked if he could get more. I told him yes (my first mistake). So the next day I get home from work, go to my room and shit is weird. there is a shot glass on my tv stand which went missing 5 weeks earler, my deoderant was moved, and several minutes later I realised $120 I accidently left on my bed was gone. Well after being called irresponsible by my mom and being told I lost it I went back to my room. As I was looking around I decided to go to my stash spot and wtf, my t-shirt that I wrapped my jars in is gone. I immediatley got a female type hot flash and went for my bong and what would you know, it's gone as well. Immediatley I go to my cousin's house becuase he has taken things from me my whole life. He denied it, let me search every inch of his house (kinda, he was supposedly going to see his girl) and swore on a handful of people's life including his uncle my dad that he had nothing to do with it. So I accuse several other people even tho I believe it is him becuase he's the only person besided for myself who knows exactly where my bong and weed is (I don't want to say where but it is the most unlikely place you would expect to find a bong, especially if you're a burglar trying to make a quick dollar) but I believe him. Well the next day I go and spend about $350 on a new bong and on my way back I see him outside washing his dog. So I pull in his driveway and he bolts inside. I follow in and see him coming from the side of his house near his pool table, wtf? I played it off and we started talking. Eventually I walked over to the pull table and started racking up the balls while I looked for what he was hiding. My eyes are bad so I put on my glasses and start scanning the room. In a tv stand I notice a jar, which looks like it's filled with green. I look over at him and his face is white as a ghost. I lean over and what do I see? My weed and my bong. For the first time in my life I felt genuine shock and disbelief (even more than when i realized it was stolen) becuase I genuinely believe him. He had no explanation for why he took it. I picked up the jar and bong and left. I told my mom that he was the one that robbed me, she told my dad, and they told him they would no longer help with his bills. Later he tried saying to them he was trying to help me stop smoking. Well that was a bad idea because I told them about his own weed smoking tendancies. Next his gf called and she believed him and was yelling at my parents for me to be in trouble. Well that was a worse idea becuase I told her all his lies he says, about his bong, etc. and she basically left him. And he also tried to rat to my dad about a dude my dad works with that sells pills to my cousin. I really didn't agree with this so yes I told that dude and he wants to get violent with him. So he went from having a jar full of weed, two bongs, and a pretty good looking gf to one bong but no weed, no gf, and no financial assistance. However as you can guess I will most likely not be able to retrieve my grow equipment unless I break in or his gf gets back with him and tells him to. So as good as it was in the begining, as you can see it didn't work out and what's worse is that I am about to move out but becuase of this I will be unable to grow because he is vindictive and will most certainly call the police on me the moment he gets my address.
If only that psychic Ms. Cleo were still around perhaps she could have told me this would have happened back in 08, lol.
First I've known my partner, who is my cousin since I was in 6th grade when he came to live with my parents. He was older than me and we became close friends. He introduce me to weed immediatley but it took him two years of blowing smoke in my face and pestering me before I finally took a hit. He eventually moved out to an apartment, then back in, then back out into his own house with much help from my parents. That was many years ago and he had his own grow op with someone else who left a window unlocked so he could get inside to take everything while my cousin was at work. So he quit growing and shortly after we lost contact for two years due to various reasons. Well early last year he was at my parent's house and we started talking and then starting hanging out and smoking again. Except I could only chill when his gf wasn't there becuase she is not cool with weed at all, she hates it with a passion. So anytime he got caught by her he would just say it was me which pissed me off. We talked about growing a lot after a few months of bunk weed but knew we couldn't with his gf. Well one day mid year I stopped by and all the pictures of her were down and they had broke up. We both got in the car, went to the hydro shop and purchased:
1 600 HPS/MH light, hood, and ballast
1 dr150 tent
2 inline fans
1 filter
1 4 bulb t5 fixture
soil, pots, nutes, etc.
1 portable ac
$250 in seeds (ordered those online)
That night we boarded the window and set everything up. From that day on I spent more time there after work than I did at my own house. I had a key and I could go in whenever I wanted to becuase I took care of them he did nothing (I let him water them twice and he nearly drowned them both times so I said no more). Well you see the first problem was that he became dependent on me being there everyday becuase his girl was gone and he literally has no other friends becuase as I should have remembered he screws people over. So the first weekend that I just went over while he was at work and didn't chill in the night he called up his girl and had her come over. This really pissed me off becuase she has threatened to call cops for smoking so she definatley would for this and before we even left to buy that stuff he swore he had no desire to get back with her. Well one way or another he talked me into keeping the plants there as they had just began to flower and I was equally as excited as he was. And so began the next problem, becuase his girl was coming over again he had to smoke outside. Well his fence is barely 4 feet tall so all of his neighbors can not only hear him coughing like he has pneumonia but they can see his 2+ foot tall bong as he takes hits. Not to mention the neighbor behind him is a cop. So I got on him about that and he mostly stopped but did it sometimes still which worried me. Well finally harvest time came, really nice nugs, not the greatest stone but definatley the best tasting weed ever. I don't know exactly how it was divided as I just gave him an eigth when he needed it for a month or two. So after being lazy and stoned for a while we started some more plants. Well 4 weeks in he says his girl is threatening to call the cops and he wants to take it down. I talk him out of it but it all comes down anyways next week when his brother makes a suprise visit (I was informed of this midday after it was taken down as I drove away from the hydro shop with two bags of ocean forest.) Well it was supposed to go back up as soon as his brother left but when i asked it was always tomorrow which eventually turned into about 2 months which bring us to last and this week. Last thursday he gets me an oz. Originally I planned on giving him a 1/2 eight for his troubles (which were none it got delivered) and keep the rest and I would tell him I sold it to other people. Well it was not as good as I expected to I told him the next day I didn't sell it to my friends and I could sell some to him. I fronted him a q on this past monday and he asked if he could get more. I told him yes (my first mistake). So the next day I get home from work, go to my room and shit is weird. there is a shot glass on my tv stand which went missing 5 weeks earler, my deoderant was moved, and several minutes later I realised $120 I accidently left on my bed was gone. Well after being called irresponsible by my mom and being told I lost it I went back to my room. As I was looking around I decided to go to my stash spot and wtf, my t-shirt that I wrapped my jars in is gone. I immediatley got a female type hot flash and went for my bong and what would you know, it's gone as well. Immediatley I go to my cousin's house becuase he has taken things from me my whole life. He denied it, let me search every inch of his house (kinda, he was supposedly going to see his girl) and swore on a handful of people's life including his uncle my dad that he had nothing to do with it. So I accuse several other people even tho I believe it is him becuase he's the only person besided for myself who knows exactly where my bong and weed is (I don't want to say where but it is the most unlikely place you would expect to find a bong, especially if you're a burglar trying to make a quick dollar) but I believe him. Well the next day I go and spend about $350 on a new bong and on my way back I see him outside washing his dog. So I pull in his driveway and he bolts inside. I follow in and see him coming from the side of his house near his pool table, wtf? I played it off and we started talking. Eventually I walked over to the pull table and started racking up the balls while I looked for what he was hiding. My eyes are bad so I put on my glasses and start scanning the room. In a tv stand I notice a jar, which looks like it's filled with green. I look over at him and his face is white as a ghost. I lean over and what do I see? My weed and my bong. For the first time in my life I felt genuine shock and disbelief (even more than when i realized it was stolen) becuase I genuinely believe him. He had no explanation for why he took it. I picked up the jar and bong and left. I told my mom that he was the one that robbed me, she told my dad, and they told him they would no longer help with his bills. Later he tried saying to them he was trying to help me stop smoking. Well that was a bad idea because I told them about his own weed smoking tendancies. Next his gf called and she believed him and was yelling at my parents for me to be in trouble. Well that was a worse idea becuase I told her all his lies he says, about his bong, etc. and she basically left him. And he also tried to rat to my dad about a dude my dad works with that sells pills to my cousin. I really didn't agree with this so yes I told that dude and he wants to get violent with him. So he went from having a jar full of weed, two bongs, and a pretty good looking gf to one bong but no weed, no gf, and no financial assistance. However as you can guess I will most likely not be able to retrieve my grow equipment unless I break in or his gf gets back with him and tells him to. So as good as it was in the begining, as you can see it didn't work out and what's worse is that I am about to move out but becuase of this I will be unable to grow because he is vindictive and will most certainly call the police on me the moment he gets my address.
If only that psychic Ms. Cleo were still around perhaps she could have told me this would have happened back in 08, lol.
