TrainOfThought
06-18-2007, 07:32 AM
So let me set the scenario. Its Midnight.. and im talking to my good friend online and we decided lets smoke a J then watch 2nite Brand New Entouage that we DVRd.. im a huge pot head while my best friend just started and is a total noob.. he doesnt admit he likes it and is in the denial stage..
So i roll to King size smoking blue Jays full of Sour Deisel Straighttt from NYC.. So we drive 1/4 mile away.. and walk down this path.. our plan was to walk down this path. Theres a longgggg creek with a path on each side.. So we walk down one of the sides a couple hundred feet down and start smoking...
We were preety shadded out cause as we got out of the car we saw a car just sitting on a near street with his lights on.. possible pigs.. so we start hearing shit just a door slam.. and being paronoid stoners we thought oh def pigs.. so we start walking farther down.. I sparked up the 2nd J while the other was 1/2 done thinking well just get them done quicker rather then going puff puff pass well each still smoke as much
So we start hearing a noise.. flippitoy floppity.. just a duck swiming or frog.. i finish the J take the roach throw it in the water... my friend sees me do this freaks the fuck out.. takes the Newly sparked J (we switched) and throws it away and starts running..
"You fucking asshole whats your fucking problem.. why the fuck did u do that" He answers "I thought there was a fucking scooba cop that was gonna pop out" I go "A fucking cop puts on suba gear to cross the fucking small ass pond to bust us yada yada yada"
Im realy pissed that we lost that J.. but i guess il forgive him being hes my best friend. Were we were standing there were decent size bushes then the water starts.. so theres a good chance the J is somewhere in the bush... it also might justa made the water.. either way im going back tommrow to search for my Sour Deisel...
So i roll to King size smoking blue Jays full of Sour Deisel Straighttt from NYC.. So we drive 1/4 mile away.. and walk down this path.. our plan was to walk down this path. Theres a longgggg creek with a path on each side.. So we walk down one of the sides a couple hundred feet down and start smoking...
We were preety shadded out cause as we got out of the car we saw a car just sitting on a near street with his lights on.. possible pigs.. so we start hearing shit just a door slam.. and being paronoid stoners we thought oh def pigs.. so we start walking farther down.. I sparked up the 2nd J while the other was 1/2 done thinking well just get them done quicker rather then going puff puff pass well each still smoke as much
So we start hearing a noise.. flippitoy floppity.. just a duck swiming or frog.. i finish the J take the roach throw it in the water... my friend sees me do this freaks the fuck out.. takes the Newly sparked J (we switched) and throws it away and starts running..
"You fucking asshole whats your fucking problem.. why the fuck did u do that" He answers "I thought there was a fucking scooba cop that was gonna pop out" I go "A fucking cop puts on suba gear to cross the fucking small ass pond to bust us yada yada yada"
Im realy pissed that we lost that J.. but i guess il forgive him being hes my best friend. Were we were standing there were decent size bushes then the water starts.. so theres a good chance the J is somewhere in the bush... it also might justa made the water.. either way im going back tommrow to search for my Sour Deisel...