psketti wrote:
I AM ALL I AM wrote:
Psketti, for shame, you don't carry your "stash tin" on you at all times.
As Obi Wan Kenobi stated ...
"May your stash tin be with you. Always!"

Not for a long time, since I learned the lesson the hard way and got nicked for summit totally unexpected and had a 'selection box' of shit on me
And the days of my 'stash tin' fitting on my person are long passed

So it was surgically removed then.
Have you shrunk or has your stash tin gotten bigger?
I was involved with some police recently. Pulled over at a breath testing unit, stashed the joint I recently lot up under the seat and forgot about the one behind my ear. I had purchased two ounces, with what I had left over it was probably two and a quarter ounce. Plus I had given a lift to an older Aboriginal (Original) fella into Numbing, and as he had been picking in the bush I was given some branches, which were sitting on the bed. A policy enforcer hopped into the van to move it, he turned to my mate in the passenger seat, who was holding a joint that he had let go out, and stated, "Nice set you got here", moved the van and didn't notice a thing.
I wasn't allowed to drive, so I got out a seat/table and proceeded to slather some chocolate peanut butter on some fruit buile and made friends with the next in line. A friend of theirs came down to drive their car and moved my van up the street a bit for me. I say in the van and smoked a joint with my mate, sold a $20 to another guy pulled over and awaiting friends for a lift. Had another few joints while waiting for the police to finish their shift and then drove away without being done for any of it.