blazed620
03-16-2007, 06:23 PM
After being dry for so long I finally score some nice mids. I wind up buying a half ounce. For three days straight I've been high. Those three days could all be stories in themselves. But today is the day I tell the story of me taking my big ass dog for a walk.
The night before my brother had rolled me a nice fat joint since I can't roll worth a shit. I kept it in my truck, and waited till now to smoke it. Now you see my mother is pretty damn strict, and it sucks. But I live with it, and I know that in about 6 months I'll be 18 and I will move out and do whatever I really want to. Anyways my point being, I didn't think she was going to let me go over to my buddies house to smoke this J, so I told her I was taking my dog for a walk. It was around 11 a.m. and I told her I was going. I told my dog Axel he was going for a walk so he immediatly came over and sat down waiting for me to put his harness and leash on him.
I walked out the door with him, him acctually pulling me. See I have a great dane, and this dog is a big strong dog. I can control him but if he wanted to, I think he could pull me for a ride. Anyways, I walked over to my truck. Grabbed the J out, and slipped it in my pocket, along with my axe spray, eyedrops, and lighter. I walked a little ways down the alley, far enough so I couldn't be seen from my house, and pulled the finely rolled joint out of my pocket. Thats when I realized it was going to be harder then I thought. With my dog jolting me around I could break the joint or something stupid like that. I kept walking holding the joint in my hand. Then here comes Vern and his big ass great dane dog. He lives just down the road and his dog is much bigger then mine, he says it's because he was bred in Germany and their bigger there. Vern let his dog Kelso pull him to my dog. I knew he just wanted to compare sizes. They sniffed each other, my dog got a little defensive, never biting his dog though. I finally walked off with my dog and let Vern go back inside. A little bit further down the road I stopped, dropped Axel's leash and stood on it, then lit the joint. I pick up Axel's leash and start walking again. I puffed slowly on this baby and let the smoke roll out my mouth. I held it like a cigarette to not give away the ovbious. After I had toked on it about 5 times I see a guy in a golf cart up ahead. I slowly palmed the joint in my outside hand as he approached. He had 2 kids with him, probably his grandchildren and he slowed down as they all commented on how big, and how pretty my dog was, and how he resembled a horse. I thanked them and kept walking as they drove off. Then I took another puff off my joint.
Not even 5 tokes later, I look up the road and see what appears to be an undercover cop car. Now I'm pretty high at this point and the paranoia starts to kick in. I try wetting my fingers and putting it out but I just kept burning my fingers. Then I think about putting it in my jacket pocket, but then I wonder If it'll burn or not. Dammit he's getting closer. Ummm I'll just palm it again. He drives buy and I smile and nod at him, as he does the same. My heart still racing, but I feel so lucky that he didn't stop to comment my dog or something. I let him drive off down the road, and as I'm walking I take another long drag off my joint. Then I wonder if that was really even a cop or not. God I'm so high right now.
I feel myself starting to feel amazing. Axel is pulling me. But I still have a little bit of control on him. The wind feels so damn good on my face. It's a little warm but I'm glad I brought a jacket. Random thoughts running through my head. I wish a hot chick would drive by, and maybe stop that would be awesome. What If I fell down and someone saw. Talk about embarassing. I watch my feet the next few steps, making sure not to trip. Then I start to wear down and I get tired. I command Axel to sit, and he obeys. I figure give him a rest too, he's not use to this kind of exercise, plus he is breathing hard and he's drooling like he needs a drink, and it's about 53 degrees out. We rest for about 4 or 5 minutes and only 2 cars passed us. We start walking again and I can tell I'm really high now as I star to take the last few tokes on the joint. It's starting to burn my fingers so I throw it on the ground and stomp it out. I should have kept the roach but I didn't really want to walk back home with it.
I keep walking and I'm getting confused on these back streets. Mostly because I'm bad with directions and partly because I'm high. But as I walk I can see the High School and I use that as a reference to where I'm at. Then I get back up on the main road. I keep walking, almost to my house. A lot of cars are driving by but I try and keep my head down. When the traffic slowed down I remembered I had eyedrops and I quickly put 2 refreshing drops of clear eyes in. The best and the cheapest eye drops you can get in my opinion. I turn to the right and can't help but notice all the construction going on. Its going to be awesome. Our school is getting a new football stadium. With turf and everything. Our football program deserves it though. We our 7 time class 4a state champions. Including this last years 06 season, going undefeated. Thats when I drift off into another memory of when I went to the state championship game in november. And on the way to st. louis I smoked a fat blunt with a couple of kids I go to school with. But nevermind that story. The stadium was going to be awesome. I can't wait until it's finished.
I keep walking and look up, and notice someone I know coming towards me. He drives by and see's me but he doesn't wave. Asshole. A little bit further I reach the doorstep of my house. The front door is locked so I go around through the garage. I let axel in and he immediately goes to get a drink. I try to stay away from him after he gets through drinking becomes he slobbers everywhere. Just then I hear noises coming from another room in the house. Axel barks LOUD! Trust me when he barks, it'll rattle your eardrums. I run into the room where I heard the noises, and where I guessed my mom would be. Axel ran with me, and when I got there I couldn't believe it. I rushed to save my mom, but Axel beat me to it. He grabbed this crook's arm in his mouth and bit down making him drop the gun he was pointing at my mother's head. I ran over and grabbed the gun, and commanded this idiot to lay down, and I had Axel stand there and make sure he didn't move. I call 911, and within 5 minutes police and ambulances were there. The first cop that came in and talked to me looked very familiar. Then I remembered where I knew him from when he said it was ironic that he had seen me walking my dog not even 30 minutes before this. Dear god that was ironic I thought, and I am stoned out of my mind. The cop asks me a series of questions, and I answered all of them. Then he said there was a reward out for this man. And that I would get the reward. $5,000 is what I would receive. What in the fuck would I do with this money. I could buy a lot of high quality marijuana, and pay off what I owe my mom for different things. And then maybe have money to move out in a few months. This is going to be awesome.
Finally all the excitement was over. I was going to be on the news and everything else. I was going to be on the news ripped, so that would be something cool to talk about at school. Thats when I decided to get onto the computer and get on cannibus.com. And here I am, sharing this story, still high. Damn I love this dog, he just made me a bunch of money.
Well I think I'm going to end this story of this crazy day. Well in all reality it wasn't THAT crazy. I mean all I did was take my dog for a walk and get stoned. None of that shit happened, I made it all up. I wish I had that money. If a god damn theif or murderer was in my house, my dog wouldn't do shit, he's a pussy. I dont know though, I was just kind of bored and baked out of my mind. So i decided to sit down and tell a little story about the day. I just realized how long this fucking thing is, luckily I can type really fast, so it hasn't taken me that long. So uhh yeah...I love weed, and thats my story of me walking my dog. :jointsmile:
(sorry this is so long, and umm sorry if I wasted your time, I was just really stoned and I have no idea what I was writing. But yeah......thanks for reading if you made it this far without skipping over anything.)
The night before my brother had rolled me a nice fat joint since I can't roll worth a shit. I kept it in my truck, and waited till now to smoke it. Now you see my mother is pretty damn strict, and it sucks. But I live with it, and I know that in about 6 months I'll be 18 and I will move out and do whatever I really want to. Anyways my point being, I didn't think she was going to let me go over to my buddies house to smoke this J, so I told her I was taking my dog for a walk. It was around 11 a.m. and I told her I was going. I told my dog Axel he was going for a walk so he immediatly came over and sat down waiting for me to put his harness and leash on him.
I walked out the door with him, him acctually pulling me. See I have a great dane, and this dog is a big strong dog. I can control him but if he wanted to, I think he could pull me for a ride. Anyways, I walked over to my truck. Grabbed the J out, and slipped it in my pocket, along with my axe spray, eyedrops, and lighter. I walked a little ways down the alley, far enough so I couldn't be seen from my house, and pulled the finely rolled joint out of my pocket. Thats when I realized it was going to be harder then I thought. With my dog jolting me around I could break the joint or something stupid like that. I kept walking holding the joint in my hand. Then here comes Vern and his big ass great dane dog. He lives just down the road and his dog is much bigger then mine, he says it's because he was bred in Germany and their bigger there. Vern let his dog Kelso pull him to my dog. I knew he just wanted to compare sizes. They sniffed each other, my dog got a little defensive, never biting his dog though. I finally walked off with my dog and let Vern go back inside. A little bit further down the road I stopped, dropped Axel's leash and stood on it, then lit the joint. I pick up Axel's leash and start walking again. I puffed slowly on this baby and let the smoke roll out my mouth. I held it like a cigarette to not give away the ovbious. After I had toked on it about 5 times I see a guy in a golf cart up ahead. I slowly palmed the joint in my outside hand as he approached. He had 2 kids with him, probably his grandchildren and he slowed down as they all commented on how big, and how pretty my dog was, and how he resembled a horse. I thanked them and kept walking as they drove off. Then I took another puff off my joint.
Not even 5 tokes later, I look up the road and see what appears to be an undercover cop car. Now I'm pretty high at this point and the paranoia starts to kick in. I try wetting my fingers and putting it out but I just kept burning my fingers. Then I think about putting it in my jacket pocket, but then I wonder If it'll burn or not. Dammit he's getting closer. Ummm I'll just palm it again. He drives buy and I smile and nod at him, as he does the same. My heart still racing, but I feel so lucky that he didn't stop to comment my dog or something. I let him drive off down the road, and as I'm walking I take another long drag off my joint. Then I wonder if that was really even a cop or not. God I'm so high right now.
I feel myself starting to feel amazing. Axel is pulling me. But I still have a little bit of control on him. The wind feels so damn good on my face. It's a little warm but I'm glad I brought a jacket. Random thoughts running through my head. I wish a hot chick would drive by, and maybe stop that would be awesome. What If I fell down and someone saw. Talk about embarassing. I watch my feet the next few steps, making sure not to trip. Then I start to wear down and I get tired. I command Axel to sit, and he obeys. I figure give him a rest too, he's not use to this kind of exercise, plus he is breathing hard and he's drooling like he needs a drink, and it's about 53 degrees out. We rest for about 4 or 5 minutes and only 2 cars passed us. We start walking again and I can tell I'm really high now as I star to take the last few tokes on the joint. It's starting to burn my fingers so I throw it on the ground and stomp it out. I should have kept the roach but I didn't really want to walk back home with it.
I keep walking and I'm getting confused on these back streets. Mostly because I'm bad with directions and partly because I'm high. But as I walk I can see the High School and I use that as a reference to where I'm at. Then I get back up on the main road. I keep walking, almost to my house. A lot of cars are driving by but I try and keep my head down. When the traffic slowed down I remembered I had eyedrops and I quickly put 2 refreshing drops of clear eyes in. The best and the cheapest eye drops you can get in my opinion. I turn to the right and can't help but notice all the construction going on. Its going to be awesome. Our school is getting a new football stadium. With turf and everything. Our football program deserves it though. We our 7 time class 4a state champions. Including this last years 06 season, going undefeated. Thats when I drift off into another memory of when I went to the state championship game in november. And on the way to st. louis I smoked a fat blunt with a couple of kids I go to school with. But nevermind that story. The stadium was going to be awesome. I can't wait until it's finished.
I keep walking and look up, and notice someone I know coming towards me. He drives by and see's me but he doesn't wave. Asshole. A little bit further I reach the doorstep of my house. The front door is locked so I go around through the garage. I let axel in and he immediately goes to get a drink. I try to stay away from him after he gets through drinking becomes he slobbers everywhere. Just then I hear noises coming from another room in the house. Axel barks LOUD! Trust me when he barks, it'll rattle your eardrums. I run into the room where I heard the noises, and where I guessed my mom would be. Axel ran with me, and when I got there I couldn't believe it. I rushed to save my mom, but Axel beat me to it. He grabbed this crook's arm in his mouth and bit down making him drop the gun he was pointing at my mother's head. I ran over and grabbed the gun, and commanded this idiot to lay down, and I had Axel stand there and make sure he didn't move. I call 911, and within 5 minutes police and ambulances were there. The first cop that came in and talked to me looked very familiar. Then I remembered where I knew him from when he said it was ironic that he had seen me walking my dog not even 30 minutes before this. Dear god that was ironic I thought, and I am stoned out of my mind. The cop asks me a series of questions, and I answered all of them. Then he said there was a reward out for this man. And that I would get the reward. $5,000 is what I would receive. What in the fuck would I do with this money. I could buy a lot of high quality marijuana, and pay off what I owe my mom for different things. And then maybe have money to move out in a few months. This is going to be awesome.
Finally all the excitement was over. I was going to be on the news and everything else. I was going to be on the news ripped, so that would be something cool to talk about at school. Thats when I decided to get onto the computer and get on cannibus.com. And here I am, sharing this story, still high. Damn I love this dog, he just made me a bunch of money.
Well I think I'm going to end this story of this crazy day. Well in all reality it wasn't THAT crazy. I mean all I did was take my dog for a walk and get stoned. None of that shit happened, I made it all up. I wish I had that money. If a god damn theif or murderer was in my house, my dog wouldn't do shit, he's a pussy. I dont know though, I was just kind of bored and baked out of my mind. So i decided to sit down and tell a little story about the day. I just realized how long this fucking thing is, luckily I can type really fast, so it hasn't taken me that long. So uhh yeah...I love weed, and thats my story of me walking my dog. :jointsmile:
(sorry this is so long, and umm sorry if I wasted your time, I was just really stoned and I have no idea what I was writing. But yeah......thanks for reading if you made it this far without skipping over anything.)