And if you think that's bad then listen to this one.
Me and a friend were smoking in the car one night. In a pretty remote area. Now I should point out that I live in Northern Ireland, and the largest offshore British Army barracks is located in my home town! During the Cold War it was pretty high on Russia's list of world targets in Megadeaths! That's how big it is. Anyway, we were sitting in the car rolling a few fat boys with the radio turned on. Since it was the summer we had an ounce each with us. All of a sudden we were blinded by lights from 2 vehicles which had just come over the little hill in front of us. We couldn't make out who it was until 3 men got out of the back of the leading vehicle carrying what, in the darkness and silhouetted by the lights, looked to me like assault rifles. It was in that moment I knew for sure it was the army and my heart stopped. I had suspected it was them since there were two vehicles and an army vehicle is not permitted to travel alone.
So 2 soldiers approached from either side of the vehicle. Rifles at the ready. We were in the middle of rolling 2 joints for Christs sake! I quickly hid all the stuff under my seat. They guy who approached my window can't have been any older than 17. All I could think was "****, this guy looks more frightened than me". The conversation went like this:
"Evening gentlemen. Can I ask what you're doing down here"
"Hi. We were just having a drive and decided to stop here for a cigarette"
(To be honest I was seriously thinking of saying that my male friend and I were a couple and looking for a good make out spot. I'd rather they thought that than the alternative!)
"Are you sure thats all you're smoking lads? Jump out of the car please"
And they proceeded to search the vehicle with torches as we stood by and watched. One of the guys looked under the drivers seat and to this day I can't understand how he didn't notice 2 ounces of pot and 2 half rolled joints. Hell, maybe he did and they were looking for something else. All I know is I never wore that underwear again.
So they let us go and we drove away counting our blessings.