yeah, my buddy and i usually head up to a bluff in our area, at night, and enjoy the wonders of nature and smoke once we get to our safe haven on the side of the bluff.

anyways, the worst paranoia for us is usually getting back to the car, because its on an otherwise abandoned road, and it would prolly look pretty suspicious if a cop saw our car parked in the middle of fucking nowhere at 2 am or so.

yesterday, we were driving to his house pretty baked still, and a cop turns its sirens and lights on, and we pull over, thinking he'll pass. he edges behind us and starts slowing down, and i'm thinking oh shit, but at the last second he fucking turns down another street. the sigh of relief in the car was audible. :rasta: