zarathustra

[GHoSToKeR]

Hey!! Sorry if I spelt your name wrong lol

I was just wondering what this was about, from your signature..

"I once saw a man get it hit in the head with a tennis racket by a policeman for implying that the policeman was a homosexual. We were smoking with him while waiting in an ungodly line to get into a concert. The policeman was describing how some of the women he pulls over try to have sex with him and he gladly accepts"

? lol

peace

GHoSToKeR Reviewed by GHoSToKeR on 09-06-2004. zarathustra Hey!! Sorry if I spelt your name wrong lol I was just wondering what this was about, from your signature.. "I once saw a man get it hit in the head with a tennis racket by a policeman for implying that the policeman was a homosexual. We were smoking with him while waiting in an ungodly line to get into a concert. The policeman was describing how some of the women he pulls over try to have sex with him and he gladly accepts" ? lol peace :) Rating: 5

[zarathustra]

It happened. We (me, my brother, and three other random guys) were waiting to get into a music festival, and sice about 190,000 people were trying to get in about the same time it went fairly slowly. We started talking to a Tennesse policeman who was "directing traffic," which means he had about a dozen empty beer cans around his car. He asked us for a cold beer, and having no beer to give, he asked if we had anything else. One of the other three was tripping on shrroms and dozing in the back seat, didn't see who was talking, and said "we can smoke ya' down!" The policeman laughed, and to my utter amazement accepted. I was floored by this. Since we couldn't deny a charge of posession, we got out and smoked with him. The two others, also on shrooms (about four grams apiece), took this opportunity to play with some random shit in from the back of the car. The guy in the back, named Topher, got out holding a tennis racket like a baby. After about three rounds between me, my brother, the policeman, and Topher the policeman started telling about his sexual escapades on traffic patrol. Topher said that he didn't believe him, and that people that tell stories like that are usual trying to hide the fact that they're actually homosexual. The policeman politely asked to see the tennis racket, still in Topher's hand, and hit him pretty damned hard over the head. About a half hour later the line moved enough for us to have to move out of the policeman's post. I've mentioned Bonnaroo on a few random posts, and that was the start to the most insane three days of my life. I missed my high school graduation to get high in Tennessee.

[givemesomeweed]

lol thats a great story