The other night I was chillin with my buds, and roastin a bowl. We were all trippin on some psilocybin, and discussing the awe of existance at a smoke spot near our university. The bowl was cashed out, and we all started walking back to campus. Soon, we were at the trail entrance and the university police ordered us out of the woods. They accuse us of consuming weed, and procede to line us up and pat our persons down. ( This is the part that is relevent to the title) One cop pats me down and goes right over my stash, she couldn't feel it. If it hadn't have been for the anomie jacket design, I would have gotten a p.o.d.d and tons of fines. Shout out, thanks guys!!!