How NOT to grow weed (An anecdote)

And the Story continues: (part11) (start reading at the germination) So the cops followed me home in their car and I was hoping they would eventually get bored and drive off but they just kept driving at walking speed behind my ass. It was not a long distance - however it felt like eternity since my mind was raceing knowing far well that I had 300 small baby plants at home in a seperate room that wasn't even closed since I let the door wide open when I left for pot hunting. When we arrived at my home they got out of the car again and we discussed for short time. They wanted to see my ID and I told them I was going to get it. So I went inside and let the door fall back into its lock behind me then I ran and quickly closed the growroom door, locked it and hid the key, got my ID and came back out where the two cops waited. I showed them my ID and hoped that they had seen enough now and would drive off... HOWEVER God ( who must have laughed his ass off the whole time) and the cops had other plans... They now wanted TO GO INSIDE!!! Oh and did I mention that it was 3 o'clock in the morning at my landlords birthday?? Anyway... ( continue reading next week)