The Stoner Who Got Away...
Reminds me of the time the boys and I were pretty souped up on *** driving around in the pick-up. It was a hella hot day in the summer so we were all stripped down to our boxers and acting like lunatics. We stopped at the gas station for some energy drinks and that really got us wired. Sat in the car, and saw this mean granny with a mustache through the rear-view. She was writing shit down like our license plate number and such. I backed up and almost ran my friend over, he had to run and jump up. Then we were blasting down the freeway at like 90 mph and she was zipping in and out of cars in her black mini cooper. The guys in back were holding on for dear life to the sides. I took the best exit I could find and then with nobody else around slammed on the brakes and that granny swerved and nearly hit us.
Then we jumped out with our paintball guns, while Rich stayed back and mooned her. She was freaking at this time so I had my main man "escort" her and have her lead the way to her house. Then she brought us out some devilishly good cookies and started blasting rap from the house. I gave her a hit and she got naked so then we all got naked and ended up dancing naked in the sprinklers for the rest of the day. I asked her about her mustache, but I forgot what she said...
The Stoner Who Got Away...
We call that a brake check here not all the paintball and granny stuff just the sudden stop.:pimp: :pimp: :pimp: