Gothen
09-20-2007, 03:45 AM
So I get a call from my friend at noon asking if I could pick him up. Having just got out of class, and not having another one for 2 hours, I said yeah I will and we decided to meet at a cigarette shop next to campus.
I pick him up and he informs me that for the "good charity" I showed him, he was gonna take me to his neighbor's house and let me smoke some chronic that his neighbor had just received, for free, from a close friend and professional grower.
We get to my friend's house and about 5 minutes later the neighbor walks in and shows us such chronic of weed, that it literally reeked when he took it out of his pocket. It was literally High Times weed, seeds ordered from one of the ads in High Times as well. It looked like some trainwreck I'd had before, but I could be completely wrong. Anyway, he also brings a hammer (bubbler) that was literally the size of a hammer and proceeds to pack not one, not two, not even three, but FOUR bowls of chronic and smoked them all with us (one after another).
Turns out the guy, who is about 45 and has 3 children, had just got the weed, for free, from his friend because he needed some smoke for the 3 hour drive to the closest Riley's Children Hospital; they recently found out his son has a nickel sized tumor on the top of his brain and they're operating.
I haven't had any chronic in 6 months, but I've been smoking good middies regularly. I still hadn't been this high in...months, and months.
Then, later on that day another friend calls me who had, also, just picked up some chronic for 60 an eighth (usually 50, but ol' boy was taxing it) and smoked a nice bowl with me after I got out of class at 3:30. To make it even BETTER, he gave me a free bowl of chronic simply because he was too high to be bothered to put the weed back in his bag. CHA!
After that, my day just went downhill, but damn good way to start the day.
I pick him up and he informs me that for the "good charity" I showed him, he was gonna take me to his neighbor's house and let me smoke some chronic that his neighbor had just received, for free, from a close friend and professional grower.
We get to my friend's house and about 5 minutes later the neighbor walks in and shows us such chronic of weed, that it literally reeked when he took it out of his pocket. It was literally High Times weed, seeds ordered from one of the ads in High Times as well. It looked like some trainwreck I'd had before, but I could be completely wrong. Anyway, he also brings a hammer (bubbler) that was literally the size of a hammer and proceeds to pack not one, not two, not even three, but FOUR bowls of chronic and smoked them all with us (one after another).
Turns out the guy, who is about 45 and has 3 children, had just got the weed, for free, from his friend because he needed some smoke for the 3 hour drive to the closest Riley's Children Hospital; they recently found out his son has a nickel sized tumor on the top of his brain and they're operating.
I haven't had any chronic in 6 months, but I've been smoking good middies regularly. I still hadn't been this high in...months, and months.
Then, later on that day another friend calls me who had, also, just picked up some chronic for 60 an eighth (usually 50, but ol' boy was taxing it) and smoked a nice bowl with me after I got out of class at 3:30. To make it even BETTER, he gave me a free bowl of chronic simply because he was too high to be bothered to put the weed back in his bag. CHA!
After that, my day just went downhill, but damn good way to start the day.