About five years ago, I called 911...my brother had called me and said he was going to kill himself and that he had a gun. I gave them his address at the other side of town. Somehow they didn't understand and showed up at my door. We insisted nothing was going on here and I explained what was going on. They went and picked him up.
About 8 years ago when 2 cops on ATV's tried to catch me while I was growing pot in the bush. I ran and ran as fast as I can and they couldn't catch me because I was the Cannabis Man. (stole that last bit from the Gingerbread Man)
Cheers!
They probably would be delicious but I don't think I would try them. A couple of weeks ago I tried pot cookies for the second time in my life and both times I found then to be too much of a different high and too trippy. My wife does those gummies and really likes them but every time she asks me if I would like to try them I pull a Nancy Regan on her and just say no. Cheers!