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John David Reuben's Son, Max Reuben and HLA

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TheWho:
Smoking weed is very typical at that age.  Lots of kids experiment with different stuff in their teen years.  It goes to show you that HLA isnt that much different than any other school.  If they have time to smuggle in weed and smoke it then thats a good thing.  These programs can be highly structured and it is good for the kids to have some down time, share a blunt etc.  I wouldnt be too hard on the place.  Most of the time the staff knows what is going on but they let the kids have a little fun.  There was a big old tree behind the gym where we use to smoke after lunch.  I think the teachers all knew what was going on but we were not harming anyone and we would be more mellow in the afternoon so it was better for them.

Anonymous:

--- Quote from: "Guest" --- I wouldnt be too hard on the place.  Most of the time the staff knows what is going on but they let the kids have a little fun.  There was a big old tree behind the gym where we use to smoke after lunch.  I think the teachers all knew what was going on but we were not harming anyone and we would be more mellow in the afternoon so it was better for them.
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seriously? damn you were lucky. i had to get my freinds back home to paypal the staff to keep them quiet. in my time if you were caught smoking you were restrained, everyone else evacuated to the other side of the campus, dragged by the ear to be strip searched THOROUGHLY and drug tested followed by a lengthy stay at ridge creek pending temporary deferment to a more hardcore wilderness e.g suws (sp?) or a trip to peachford if you happened to take something a little more hardcore like acid and it made you go batshit crazy. and anyone you had close contact with would be suspect and therefore drug tested. sometimes an incident can lead to a fallout fest. and then when you came back, you were probably dropped a peergroup and your vacations taken away.

TheWho:

--- Quote from: "nucka_u_lucky" ---
--- Quote from: "Guest" --- I wouldnt be too hard on the place.  Most of the time the staff knows what is going on but they let the kids have a little fun.  There was a big old tree behind the gym where we use to smoke after lunch.  I think the teachers all knew what was going on but we were not harming anyone and we would be more mellow in the afternoon so it was better for them.
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seriously? damn you were lucky. i had to get my freinds back home to paypal the staff to keep them quiet. in my time if you were caught smoking you were restrained, everyone else evacuated to the other side of the campus, dragged by the ear to be strip searched THOROUGHLY and drug tested followed by a lengthy stay at ridge creek pending temporary deferment to a more hardcore wilderness e.g suws (sp?) or a trip to peachford if you happened to take something a little more hardcore like acid and it made you go batshit crazy. and anyone you had close contact with would be suspect and therefore drug tested. sometimes an incident can lead to a fallout fest. and then when you came back, you were probably dropped a peergroup and your vacations taken away.
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Yeah, I hear ya, bummer.  We had it a little easier but not by much.  The weed wasn’t as big a deal but if we were caught with acid we would get expelled or worse.  I can see why they did strip searches on you guys, man hiding that that shit in your ass is nasty.  I am sure if we walked around with drugs in our butt they would be strip searching us too, but all they need to do is check our lockers and we were busted!!!  Like you read about.  They didn’t have drug testing back then like they do now.  Takes the whole speculation out of it, ya know.  The nuns would drag us down the hall by our ears and ridicule us in front of the whole school to try and make an example out of us.  But you know its all part of growing up.  Learning what you can get away with and what you cant, weighing the consequences and then deciding if it is worth getting caught.  You guys in the program knew how to party I'll tell ya... tar on the soles thats some funny shit.

Anonymous:

--- Quote from: "Guest" ---
--- Quote from: "nucka_u_lucky" ---
--- Quote from: "Guest" --- I wouldnt be too hard on the place.  Most of the time the staff knows what is going on but they let the kids have a little fun.  There was a big old tree behind the gym where we use to smoke after lunch.  I think the teachers all knew what was going on but we were not harming anyone and we would be more mellow in the afternoon so it was better for them.
--- End quote ---



seriously? damn you were lucky. i had to get my freinds back home to paypal the staff to keep them quiet. in my time if you were caught smoking you were restrained, everyone else evacuated to the other side of the campus, dragged by the ear to be strip searched THOROUGHLY and drug tested followed by a lengthy stay at ridge creek pending temporary deferment to a more hardcore wilderness e.g suws (sp?) or a trip to peachford if you happened to take something a little more hardcore like acid and it made you go batshit crazy. and anyone you had close contact with would be suspect and therefore drug tested. sometimes an incident can lead to a fallout fest. and then when you came back, you were probably dropped a peergroup and your vacations taken away.
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Yeah, I hear ya, bummer.  We had it a little easier but not by much.  The weed wasn’t as big a deal but if we were caught with acid we would get expelled or worse.  I can see why they did strip searches on you guys, man hiding that that shit in your ass is nasty.  I am sure if we walked around with drugs in our butt they would be strip searching us too, but all they need to do is check our lockers and we were busted!!!  Like you read about.  They didn’t have drug testing back then like they do now.  Takes the whole speculation out of it, ya know.  The nuns would drag us down the hall by our ears and ridicule us in front of the whole school to try and make an example out of us.  But you know its all part of growing up.  Learning what you can get away with and what you cant, weighing the consequences and then deciding if it is worth getting caught.  You guys in the program knew how to party I'll tell ya... tar on the soles thats some funny shit.
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oh..you went to catholic school. most non-program schools dont give a shit about weed either, unless you're being obvious and obnoxious like smoking it right in front of the school at recess or handing out baggies in the hallway.

yeah dude i laughed my ass off when i head how the kid did it. you know how some skate shoes have little rubber or plastic flaps lining the corners of the shoe when you take the sole/footpad out? he took out the plastic and put in tar. the counselor who strip searched him when he was bringing it in took the sole out and stared right at it, even touched it and he couldn't tell it wasn't plastic nor rubber.

another funny story: a gay kid with a really loose asshole once stuck one huge compressed nug, like an entire branch - maybe 1-2oz, wrapped in an oven bag up his ass. he had that stuff all to himself no one wanted to touch it. but when cokeheads stuck shit up their asses.....all the other cokeheads were all over it.

no we didnt walk around with coke up our asses. we had pockets. we just brought it in up the ass because after vacations and such they would strip search us before letting us roam the campus.

TheWho:

--- Quote from: "haha" ---another funny story: a gay kid with a really loose asshole once stuck one huge compressed nug, like an entire branch - maybe 1-2oz, wrapped in an oven bag up his ass. he had that stuff all to himself no one wanted to touch it. but when cokeheads stuck shit up their asses.....all the other cokeheads were all over it.
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LOL thats funny, I hope it was flexible!  There was this kid in highschool we called “Cat burner” because he use to like to spray lighter fluid on cats and then let them loose at night and watch them run down the street.  His father was a Baptist minister.  He was really messed up but we would always take him on a run with us because he was legally deaf in one ear and wore a hearing aide.  Whenever there was a cop in the area he would get a buzzing in his ear and we could turn off.  He was worth his weight in gold.

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