me n my mate were at on the seafront in my home town when we were 15, we were fucked on pills and freebase speed. we had ear pieces and an cd walkman playing break and enter (prodigy). We started dancin and whilst gurnin blatently. a police car suddenly pulled up right next to us, so we ran like fuck over a hill. when we got to the bottom of the hill they pulled up again, we started running more. we ran to our friends house about a mile and a half away. Some how they were parked outside the house we were in about 1/2 hour from entering. i Was sitting there rockin back and forth (more paranoid than id ever been) and my mate was running round hiding every bong and and turnin down all loud music. they eventually left, so we started playin music and havin a blast again...
celticdruid Reviewed by celticdruid on . post your best drug adventures you know... munchies-driven voyages to find food at 2 AM sunday night, daring escapes from the cops, getting stuck in public places, all that harold and kumar kind of stuff that everyone enjoys. me, i'm sad to say my pot-smoking career has been pretty uneventful. i'm always either in a car or at home when i do it, ive never been caught by the cops, my parents know, and i live in a small town with a 24/7 supermarket so food is always available. Rating: 5