How NOT to grow weed (An anecdote)

And the Story continues: (part8) (start reading at the germination) So there I was: In the middle of the night, holding an arm full of pots stinking from weedsmoking with 2 cops coming at me while at home I had a grow tent packed full with 312 plants. I am proud to say that i did NOT shit myself at that moment. The cops asked for my name and adress and after I foolishly told them both there was no point in running away anymore. I knew i had fucked up big time. They let me blow into a breathalizer (which showed zero) and searched me for firearms - the one guy even squized my butcheeck - I bet he was gay or just testing if I was relaxed. Let me tell you: I WAS NOT RELAXED AT ALL! However the cops were from another departement and soon a second car arrived with 2 more cops arriving. So now there was 4 cops, 2 cars, around 25 pots and one stoner: Lucky me. 😑 ... (continue reading next week)