How NOT to grow weed (An anecdote)

And the Story continues: (part13) (start reading at the germination) It was pretty obvious that they knew exactly what I was doing. Then they said something like: "Ok come with us!" And since the only room left to search was the locked grow room I was sure I would go right to jail since there were 312 plants cramped together in a small tent. However.... They just walked by the humming door! I couldnt believe my own eyes. Where they THAT stupid???? (ofc not) We then talked for a few more minutes and they specifically told me NOT to grow weed at which point I could only nod and stutter something like "Uhmnkay" while staring at them in utter disbelieve. When they finally drove off I still couldnt believe what had just has happpend. Was it just a dream? Was it a bad trip? No! That really happend!!! I was still shaking from the adrenaline rush several minutes later. Then the paranoia set in and I quickly removed all plants as fast as I could before the sun rises. I was sure they would come back with dogs and handcuffs and going to search the whole house when they return so I had to be quick. When the sun finally rose I was a wreckage: Dirty, tired, sweatty, with my nerves grinded down I waited for them to return and storm my landlords birthdayparty. ( Continue reading next week )