there should be accademy awards for close calls!

check this out guys this happened 2 nights ago.

i had a guy hanging out at my place. long story short, i broke out my stash around midnight, and he hit the bong a few times with me. i was talking to him about the time my german shepherd was poisened (rick, if i find you, you're DED!) and the dude jumped up off the couch totally freaking out!!:confused:

"What's in this shit? What's in this shit?! you bitch! you poisened me! i'm dying, im gonna die"

W.....T......F?????

he runs upstairs, i follow, by the time i got to the den, he's on the phone!!!! the fucker dialed 911!!!

"yeh, im...i think i'm dyin hurry!!!"

he slammed down the phone and started pacing and mumbling and shit! all this woke my brother, who came out in the middle of the call and was trying to talk sense into this fucking maniac. i currently have 8 blueberrys in my closet.:( oh. shit. fuck.:mad:

the very first thing i did was let the dog out and commanded her to gaurd the gate.( she's a very big, very mean, and very big dog) then i turned to beat this fucker with anything i could find for a second before the cops and ambulances and firefighters show up, but my brother had already taken care of it. he hit him so hard, i felt it, and it was over for him.

then the blue lights show up.:( i'm scared as hell, and high as a fucking kite. but i took my sweatshirt off and ran out the side door and up the hedges and made it to the gate just as he got to the end of the driveway. the dog lay there watching. the cop got out and started to walk to the other gate, but i called out and he walked back to me.

"ma'am we got an emergency call from this address, but the call was unitelligable. are you all right, is everything ok here?"

i said, "sir, i called because i thought i might have been having a stroke or something. i was cleaning my closet out and got real dizzy, and i fell against the wall and slid to the floor. after a minute or two, i crawled to the phone and called 911."

"ok, we'll have the ambulance here asap. don't you worry sweetheart, you're going to be all right.";)

not over yet right, i'm shaking like a leaf and i didn't have to fake that part! the ambulance shows up and three people get out of it and start to cluster, then two fire trucks pull in next door, and volunteers pour out, the another ambulance and another cop pull in the drive way. one of the paramedics tells me that i need to be seen in the just arriving ambulance. at this point, the dog goes totally apeshit and nobody wants to come in my yard:p :dance:

as three more paramedics get out of this one, the other three helped me into the back of the ambulance. i told them the story of falling/feinting and they did all kinds of tests and it turned out that i just stood up too fast. "no sir, i've never done any drugs in my life!:p " they ate that shit hook, line, and sinker!:D they were to busy looking at my tits to see my blood red eyes. the cops left, the fire trucks left, and the e.m.t. had me sign a peice of paper, and bid me good night. as i was going back to the gate, this guy, the one that freaked, comes out staggering and trying to flag down the ambulance as they pulled out of driveway.

The E.M.T,'s waved back at him!:D lolololol:dance:

he turned to me and i kicked him sterile. my brother came out(he has asthma and was having an attack) drug the guy to the truck and drove him 20 mins down the road and left him.:D:thumbsup:

i should be nominated for accademy award, or best actress or something. i mean that is one of the most shaking experiences of my life. But, this is deffinitely the most incredible pulloff i've ever had. qp in my bro's room, 8 plants in mine. and a dumb fuck noob smoker that flipped. :( he was sexy too.

ps the tank top in 40 degree weather is probably what saved me but you be the judge. do you guys think this worthy of the closecall hall of fame?:)

love, brooke:p

:dance: my plants are still alive and i'm not in jail :dance:

Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha....
I'm not even stoned, but that was one of the greatest stories EVER.
I love this"as i was going back to the gate, this guy, the one that freaked, comes out staggering and trying to flag down the ambulance as they pulled out of driveway.

The E.M.T,'s waved back at him!"
I love this. I can totally picture this.

Mine is nothing as cool as yours.
Friend and I were young and stupid,
brought weed, alcohol, guitar, etc to nearby school yard at midnight,
started making a SHITload of noise. And some fellow teens were about a block away, and we were screaming back and forth at each other..
Needless to say, cops pull up... We had a huge blanket laid down, all the stuff laid out unorganized... We just book it towards the school buildings, away from the cop.
Stoned and freaked, my friend runs down a dark alleyway area, while I stay behind a brick wall in main site. The flashlights and the red and blue continously scan my surroundings, my heart is beating,
but eventually I muster all my courage and sneak through the shadows with my friend towards home...
We got our stuff back later, drunk and paranoid..
Since then, I've realized how much i'm risking doing shady stuff...

hmm...the guy OBVIOUSLY couldn't handle the situation and needed to be dealt with, but i think that knocking him unconscious, kicking him as hard as you can in the nuts, and driving him 20 minutes down the road and leaving him was a bit harsh, to say the least. i mean, take a look at his side of shit: he's smoking with you, and has probably heard how "all the dealers" put crazy ass shit in their herb to get you hooked. he's in the middle of a hit and out of nowhere, you start talking about poisoning and shit. i mean, yes, i would have knocked him out and taken care of the police and such, but instead of kicking him and deserting him, you should have at least sat him down and explained to him what was going on. maybe tried to calm him down a bit? bottom line, BOTH of you overreacted.

Did you have to drug him and drag him to the middle of nowhere?
Did you have to punch him out? Could you really not convince him?

thats the first time iv'e ever heard of someone having a big freakout like that on marijuana. Jeez, you sure your shit wasn't laced?

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Originally Posted by brookerosebud

check this out guys this happened 2 nights ago.
the cops left, the fire trucks left, and the e.m.t. had me sign a peice of paper, and bid me good night. as i was going back to the gate, this guy, the one that freaked, comes out staggering and trying to flag down the ambulance as they pulled out of driveway.

The E.M.T,'s waved back at him!:D lolololol:dance:

he turned to me and i kicked him sterile. my brother came out(he has asthma and was having an attack) drug the guy to the truck and drove him 20 mins down the road and left him.:D:thumbsup:

qp in my bro's room, 8 plants in mine.


and a dumb fuck noob smoker that flipped. :( he was sexy too.

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Unfortunately you will be receiving a bill for your emergency visit. expect it to be 500$-several thousand. Just give it a couple more days, they are always pretty quick about sending them out.

I would go kick that guy again if I were you. And I would never let him back in my house again, regardless of sexiness.

-CG

i'm telling you, the dude just freaked. as far as my bag being laced, i've been smoking out of it for 3 weeks and all i got was the munchies. this guy almost got me and my brother a free ticket to the hotel of corrections. i don't think i overreacted by kicking him, HE DESERVED IT FOR NOT LISTENING AND FREAKING OUT! look at what it might have cost me( alot more than a 500 dollar ambulance fee).

as far as the dude goes, he came over this morning and appologized, said he felt like a real idiot. i said "you ought to, psycho"

he cried, but left anyway. good riddance!

so, should this story go to the close call hall of fame?

love, brooke

oh yeh, and 20 mins down the road was 3 mins from his appartment.(easy walking distance to his own crib) my brother is a good man regardless of fucked up situations, he just wanted this guy away from me.

love brooke

Damn for real brooke I wouldnt of freaked out like you did until I knew he called 911.

Id be like you WHAT! *SWIFT KICK TO THE FACE* what a duesche

I want boobs too.

that was one of the best fucking weed stories ive ever read!!!!!! the way u ran outside and tricked the cop was brilliant