I WANT TO HEAR

[Pride]

Ordering Chinese food is the hardest thing in the world when you're high (even when sober)....

HELLO? CHINA FUN 1!

pfft... LoL... yea i'd like a delivery please

ADDRESS AND PHONE NUMBAA?

LOL!!!! um pffffffffttttt........ hehehe... "CLICK"

Why did you hang up?!?!
It's too funny man!

so i try to call

HALLO? CHINA FUN 1!!

LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
CLICK

see i told you man! it's too hard!

This goes on and on with each friend who keeps throwing the phone to someone else or just hangs up.

The trick to ordering food when high is to write on a paper a list of what to get with your number and address so you can read it to the guy on the phone.

[Zoosh]

Well friday night my mate and I got our sack ready to smoke, and suddenly i had an idea. i thought about it for like an hour and contemplated it. then finaly mustered up the balls and went up to my mom and was like "hey would it be ok if i smoke a lil bit of pot downstairs" and she was like yeah whatever. and i was super stoked, went downstairs loaded up my ice bong packed a cone and blazed away. greatest night ever, didn't have to be sneaky or silent

Thats fucking brave man. Awesome.

[ShadowGate420]

My story begins in my suburban town, behind a dingy looking bar. Me and my best mate Joe were trying to buy some dope off a greasy-looking guy who we met inside. This turned out to be a dumb move, but at that drunkin time, Joe being 6'4 265 lbs, my amature boxing background, we didn't have any idea the shit-whirlwind this greasy looking guy started.
"You got a half quarter on you now?" My buddy Joe asked him. "I don't have it on me now, but I have it closeby." The greaseball said unconvincingly. "Forget it then." I said, knowing I could call up one of my trusted dealers anytime I wanted.

Then, it happened: The greaseball goes into his coat pocket and pulls out a pistol and points it directly at me. "We're gonna go for a little ride, boys. Get it that red car over there or I'll fucking kill you both right here."


I'll finish the rest later, I'm too tired and drunk to word it right.

[FAllout]

My story begins in my suburban town, behind a dingy looking bar. Me and my best mate Joe were trying to buy some dope off a greasy-looking guy who we met inside. This turned out to be a dumb move, but at that drunkin time, Joe being 6'4 265 lbs, my amature boxing background, we didn't have any idea the shit-whirlwind this greasy looking guy started.
"You got a half quarter on you now?" My buddy Joe asked him. "I don't have it on me now, but I have it closeby." The greaseball said unconvincingly. "Forget it then." I said, knowing I could call up one of my trusted dealers anytime I wanted.

Then, it happened: The greaseball goes into his coat pocket and pulls out a pistol and points it directly at me. "We're gonna go for a little ride, boys. Get it that red car over there or I'll fucking kill you both right here."


I'll finish the rest later, I'm too tired and drunk to word it right.

ok what happend?

[Pride]

He's bluffing man; trying to leave a major cliffhanger to hook the audience!

[ShadowGate420]

My story begins in my suburban town, behind a dingy looking bar. Me and my best mate Joe were trying to buy some dope off a greasy-looking guy who we met inside. This turned out to be a dumb move, but at that drunkin time, Joe being 6'4 265 lbs, my amature boxing background, we didn't have any idea the shit-whirlwind this greasy looking guy started.
"You got a half quarter on you now?" My buddy Joe asked him. "I don't have it on me now, but I have it closeby." The greaseball said unconvincingly. "Forget it then." I said, knowing I could call up one of my trusted dealers anytime I wanted.

Then, it happened: The greaseball goes into his coat pocket and pulls out a pistol and points it directly at me. "We're gonna go for a little ride, boys. Get it that red car over there or I'll fucking kill you both right here."


I'll finish the rest later, I'm too tired and drunk to word it right.

Alright well anyways. After he pointed the gun at me I look at my buddy and he starts crackin a smile, so I'm like "WTF, mate?". Then the greaseball starts bursting out laughing. "We're just fucking with you kid." He says as he hands me some dope. My buddy planned this and it turns out he knew this greaseball. We all end up going back in for a few more beers and smoke some dope. Turns out this greaseball was an alright guy. His name was John and he ended up marrying my sister and is my brother in law. Pretty fucked up, eh?

[usedchemicals]

Alright well anyways. After he pointed the gun at me I look at my buddy and he starts crackin a smile, so I'm like "WTF, mate?". Then the greaseball starts bursting out laughing. "We're just fucking with you kid." He says as he hands me some dope. My buddy planned this and it turns out he knew this greaseball. We all end up going back in for a few more beers and smoke some dope. Turns out this greaseball was an alright guy. His name was John and he ended up marrying my sister and is my brother in law. Pretty fucked up, eh?

haha, what a way to meet someone

"i'll fucking kill you...I'm john"