Cooler Then Jesus
09-07-2006, 01:28 AM
i wasent actually getting in any trouble my self, but i few things happened today i will never forget.
my first day at school, i get to leave at about 1 o clock instead of the norm. 2:30, and walk down to the bus to go to court where my dad was on trial. anyway, i end up gettting there at like 3:45 (lol, i haaaad to get stoned..) and i stroll in, black sweatshirt, cannibbal corpse black T-shirt, black 501`s and my eyes were like atomic fireballs, they tell me to empty the contents of my pockets and all metals (uh oh), i had a big ole ball of hash and about 1/2 gram of some really nice purple, i was so terrified but fortunatley, i had it wrapped up tightly concealed in the bottom of my pack of Camel wides. unfortunatley, im 15, so i cant smoke cigs, and there was 3 gaurds, i knew one would say something about the 5 1/2 inch tampoon bay knife and the lighter and pack of smokes, but surprisingly, they just held all 3 till i came out, and gave them back, didnt even sniff out my ganja. so a walnut creek official POLICE OFFICER, gave me back an illegal knife, ciggarettes to a minor, and my weed, and he didnt even realize my age.
i was laughing all the way home about that...
also, when the attorney questioned me, not my dads, but the OTHER one, the NOT on our side one. she was sooooo hot, oh my god, i was surprised i didnt get a hard on! (joke) but i did give my dad the signal/nod and he could read my mind. lol. she was asking me "so when you walked up to the table what did you see!?!" in a damanding voice, all serieous like, all i could think about was "hey hunni, got a boyfreind? you sure are hot when you question me like that!" but all i could say was "umm, i dont recall exactly was so long ago." and not so surprisingly, about 80% of the men in the room including the jury where checkin out the 2 attorney lawyer ladies, they where both pretty hot. and then finnally when they say i can go take a seat, i reply with "Actually im gunna go catch my bus, hope i helped!" and my dad is in the corner trying to keep a straight face from laughing his arse off at his son who probobly just got him out of 28 days in the jailhouse.
so i came home, got stoned. same shit, different day.:thumbsup:
how bout you guys?
my first day at school, i get to leave at about 1 o clock instead of the norm. 2:30, and walk down to the bus to go to court where my dad was on trial. anyway, i end up gettting there at like 3:45 (lol, i haaaad to get stoned..) and i stroll in, black sweatshirt, cannibbal corpse black T-shirt, black 501`s and my eyes were like atomic fireballs, they tell me to empty the contents of my pockets and all metals (uh oh), i had a big ole ball of hash and about 1/2 gram of some really nice purple, i was so terrified but fortunatley, i had it wrapped up tightly concealed in the bottom of my pack of Camel wides. unfortunatley, im 15, so i cant smoke cigs, and there was 3 gaurds, i knew one would say something about the 5 1/2 inch tampoon bay knife and the lighter and pack of smokes, but surprisingly, they just held all 3 till i came out, and gave them back, didnt even sniff out my ganja. so a walnut creek official POLICE OFFICER, gave me back an illegal knife, ciggarettes to a minor, and my weed, and he didnt even realize my age.
i was laughing all the way home about that...
also, when the attorney questioned me, not my dads, but the OTHER one, the NOT on our side one. she was sooooo hot, oh my god, i was surprised i didnt get a hard on! (joke) but i did give my dad the signal/nod and he could read my mind. lol. she was asking me "so when you walked up to the table what did you see!?!" in a damanding voice, all serieous like, all i could think about was "hey hunni, got a boyfreind? you sure are hot when you question me like that!" but all i could say was "umm, i dont recall exactly was so long ago." and not so surprisingly, about 80% of the men in the room including the jury where checkin out the 2 attorney lawyer ladies, they where both pretty hot. and then finnally when they say i can go take a seat, i reply with "Actually im gunna go catch my bus, hope i helped!" and my dad is in the corner trying to keep a straight face from laughing his arse off at his son who probobly just got him out of 28 days in the jailhouse.
so i came home, got stoned. same shit, different day.:thumbsup:
how bout you guys?