I feel bad Illinois, this is such a cool thread, and I'm not even high yet...

SO one night after work, me and a buddy decide to go out to a show at this small hippie club. My bro hasn't ever really smoked weed before, so I already felt a bit weird, but it was pretty chill. Well he was getting a little freaked out after smoking and he didn't like the concert, so we left early.

Now these were the days when I was a fucking stupid kid, driving around with a glass water pipe set and a glass pipe and prolly a quarter of erb left.

So we get 2 blocks from his house, Jah only knows how we made it back, we were both gone... it's 3am, I can barely drive, almost hit someone's mailbox....

then we see the blue light... picture this:

I shove a quarter of weed in my mouth really quick, but am too high to chew it all up fast enough and theres nothing to drink. A cloud of smoke comes pouring out the window when I roll it down to talk to the cop, theres 2 large empty pizza boxes, crust on the seats and shit, a ghetto bong on the floor in plain view, my buddy has a pipe on his lap, my car has a bunch of hippie/anti-authority bumper stickers on it... REEEKS of weed, it was just a very very BAD scene. Both of us have bloodshot eyes, we're nervous and showing it. The cop asks where we were going (we are in the middle of a neighborhood) and while still chewing a gigantic cud of weed right in front of him, I respond "um, we were looking for I-95 officer" After all of this.... I swear, the cop looks at me and says"

"Have you boys been DRINKING tonight?" I said no, we had not been drinking. He proceeded to give me a 30 minute lecture about why drinking and driving is bad. "Who gets hurt, boy? Who gets hurt when ya drink n drive, boy?" Then he told us to go home. Wtf lol. I was like is this a joke or is this southern cop really this dense?

peace
melodious fellow Reviewed by melodious fellow on . what is your oddest encounter while high? When I was 16ish, 2 friends and I went up a canyon to smoke. We got to the trailhead parking lot and while unloading our bong, a stanger on a 10 speed said, hey can i hit that. We all looked around and said hit what? I mean the guy was around 50, so we figured what the hell, and we said sure. So we hike up about 1mile and started smoking. Shortly after we started, he asked us if he could paint a picture of us. Shocked and confused we said why not. He grabbed his old backpack and grabbed Rating: 5