alright my out-of-school friends:

jeremy: this kid looks like hes 13 but has a liver problem and thats why so we dont make fun of him for it. he never has weed and he always has "like 5 bucks" so he's pretty much a weed leech. obsessed with madden and constantly wants to play... he's straight up addicted to it. acts way too italian and way too tough for his size, but kind of gets his ass kicked a lot for it so karmas workin there

mike: this kid is a straight up stoner pothead burnout fuck. kid let weed consume his whole life and now his hair is long, raggity, and unwashed. usually hes up for anything and he smokes us up a lot so its cool. hes kind of a douche when hes high.

^^^^ honestly i dont like those two very much but i've known them since i was young and we smoke together all the time so i figured id throw them in.. on to my favorite crowd.

my school friends: (if u want to meet new people these are the guys. they fucking know everyone in rochester and i love it)

ben: ive known him for a long ass time and he introduced me to the rest of these kids. he's a lanky alcoholic fuck but hes a flawless drunk driver (and does it all the time, unfortunately) and he's got a fake id so hes buyin alcohol all the time. last friday we got out of school early (and he gives me a ride home cuz he live on my street) and he bought 4 40oz's and we drank em and played disc golf. im not a big drinker so that did me in. funny shit!

alan: acts like hes an old man. hes such a character, thats why i love em. we would go over to his house all the time in the summer and he would always be doing something old like drinking lemonade and reading a book on his porch or cleaning. he says the greatest phrases that i've never heard before like "that's the bee's knees" or "well isn't that just the cracker-jack group right there" i remember i heard him say the latter on the phone to a couple other kids (who i think we ended up meeting up with) the first time i smoked with him. i was takin a puff of the steamroller at the time and nearly volcano'd the entire bowl.

alex: this kid is acts like such a stoner and he has since before he started smoking. u would think he'd be the laziest and slowest person in the world but he is fast as fuck and amazing at soccer. we play 2v2 or 3v3 soccer sometimes and i cant catch him for shit, but its still fun

dan: holy shit. i cant put into words the character of this kid, but he goes to school intoxicated with something different every day and always gets away with it. u could ask this kid to smoke before a final and he would do it. i remember one time way back in 8th grade he egged a town patrol car just for the hell of it. not a good idea but we actually got away. hell i'll tell the story:

alright, halloween night. we get 2 dozen eggs and bring them to a main road and begin the egging. (this is when i was in 8th grade, i would never egg cars now cause i know what it does to the paint). so we are down to 1 egg. dan takes the egg, and says "the next car is takin this on the windshield. be ready to run" so we're like alright.. the next car that comes up is this big red pickup so im thinkin this has got to be good, nail a truck and run. as the car is coming closer i notice something vaguely familiar.. a seal on the side of the car. the town patrol seal. it gets really close and i say "dan... wait... no!!!" but like... well, like an egg searing through the night sky, he launches it right into the truck and it comes to screeching halt. we fucking BOOK IT in every direction. 2 kids that were across the street run the other way and me, dan sam, jared, and ben, run into the dark. they all jumped off of a small bridge into a stream and hid under the bridge... not all of them but most of them and i don't remember where everyone else went. so neways i'm sitting behind some guys toolshed and then i hear the car pull into the neighborhood we were in, and i could tell it was driving through very slowly. all of a sudden he turns a damn spotlight on and starts scanning the trees. now i'm back up against this toolshed looking at a search light inches away thinking im fucked, but finally he drove away. completely stranded and not knowing what to do... an idea came to my head. halloween! i grabbed my backpack that the eggs were in and hoped to hell he didn't see my face. i went up to the nearest house and started ringing doorbells. unfortunately the doorbell i rang was unanswered and the truck pulled into the driveway. i stood there pretending to be innocent as fuck and he drove away. i never saw him again.

true story!

next friend.. where was i.. ah yes

sam: my dealer. greatest dealer in my town by far and i've known him since the very first day of 7th grade. he always weighs out the bag right in front of you and will not hesitate to sell you a dime if you're low on cash or even spot you because he knows you're good for it. (he's spotted me an eigth before no problems.. i also buy from him almost daily and i payed him back the next day for the spot) but yeah always packs a fat bag and hes just an all around good dealer. he always tells me in school about his latest shipment, good times

there are a lot more but i dont feel like typing them all out. to tell you the truth my favorite thing to do is smoke with people that you've just met. you feel like an instant connection smoking together, and in my opinion you don't know someone until you have smoked with them and have interacted with them high so.. it speeds up that process :rasta:

ah, now back to my economics remediation. FUCK john maynard keynes!