Lets create a story

[nuggetgirl]

dave didnt have time for this bull shit so he pulled out his glock and poped the mysterious motha fucka and stoll all his shit. He rolled a joint with a whole pack of papers. It must have taken an hour to light that shit up. After taking about 10 bigass hits dave heard a voice behind him say...

You know who's weed you're smoking fool! He turned around, it was Mr. T!

nuggetgirl Reviewed by nuggetgirl on 05-20-2005. Lets create a story I believe potheads are some of the smartest and most creative people on this world, we may be slow, we may consume a lot of junk food, shit, some of us don't even drive over 35 mph (come on you know who you are). Sometimes we just need a little motivation. So here goes, I'll start the story and all ya'll add to it. K? David heard the birds singing outside the bedroom window, he could see the morning sun poking through the miniblinds. All at once he felt severly disturbed, and sat up Rating: 5

[mellow mood]

So dave said: hey Mr T wanna smoke with me that joint is too big for me anyway. so mister T smoked with him when...

[Anonymous]

this story has gone to hell

[mellow mood]

yes thats what the anonymous guy said while mister T and david were smokin. so finally David ended up proposing em to make a trip to las vegas in his trans am. so...