One time, me and my buddy got high driving into central philly traffic to see the salvador dali exhibit...we got a lot of looks because we were staring at shit (funny looking people, artwork, etc.) and we reeeeeeeked of marijuana. Also, an unrelated time, we were in philly for the allman bros concert...both tripping on lsa. he said he wanted to get home real bad about 3/4 through, so we left, but as long as he drove cause i was fucked up... We wound up getting home, but he told me as soon as he got out of the car that he had absolutely no idea how he managed to drive. When i got into the drivers side seat, i noticed that he had put the seat as far foward as it goes, yet he is only an inch or two shorter than me and i drive with it all the way back... I guess he was having trouble focusing. oh well, im still alive.