It's not really a story, but it's cool.

My current dealer is the sweetest hookup I've ever had. No, it's not because his shit is dank (it is) or that it's cheap (it's not).

It's because he works at McDonald's.

What's so cool about that, you ask? Well, it goes like this.

I need a 1/4. I call his cell phone. I say, "I'll be through in 10 minutes in the blue Tacoma." I pull up to the drive-thru window, and there he is. I hand him the cash, he hands me a cup with a lid; inside, in a ziplock, is my weed. I drive away.

Convenient, quick, really fantastic bud. Best part, besides the coolness factor, is the reliability. I know for a fact when he's there, and when he's not; he works a pretty regular 30 hour week.

Now I know you're thinking that he's an idiot and will get caught any day now. Fortunately, he's not stupid. His cousin happens to own that McDonald's, a franchise thing, and his cousin is cool with it, so he's covered.

Anyway, that's my hopefully entertaining story.
LuckyNiner Reviewed by LuckyNiner on . Here I am now, entertain me. This thread is for the sole purpose of my entertainment. Any stories or ancedotes that you think I or anyone else would find entertaining post here. There is no topic. There is no order. Only anarchy! Aaaaaaand.............GO! Rating: 5