I used to work security patrol at night. I hated that job big time. I used to go to this one clients house who was gone 10 months out of the year. I would drive through the gates and park the car and play classic rock on the radio. I would then pack a bowl. It was cool, the house had 8 foot walls all around the house. I would go to the garage and smoke a few bowls. After a few more trips to this house I noticed the neighbors bedroom window was always open after I would leave the garage after smoking. I started to get nervous and figured the neighbor who was also a client would call in and bust me. The next day we had to look after this house. I look at the name on the paperwork and find out the house belongs to Cheech Marin! I laughed my ass off, I was blowing pot smoke up to Cheeches window every night! I wish I could have blown more up there so he would do another movie with Tommy Chong.
1001001 Reviewed by 1001001 on . Here is one of my funniest experiences! I used to work security patrol at night. I hated that job big time. I used to go to this one clients house who was gone 10 months out of the year. I would drive through the gates and park the car and play classic rock on the radio. I would then pack a bowl. It was cool, the house had 8 foot walls all around the house. I would go to the garage and smoke a few bowls. After a few more trips to this house I noticed the neighbors bedroom window was always open after I would leave the garage after Rating: 5