Here's my story...

...I was at a friend's house partying with a bunch of people. We were pretty damn drunk and I had forgotten I had 4gs of blueberry my close friend sold me for 30 bucks (quite the deal eh?). Anyway, my friend's mom busts home for some strange reason, we book out the backyard and through the side gate. So here we are, about 20 of us, standing in the middle of a residential street with some joints (pipeless that day )

4 of us were smoking a fatass joint I had put together a little before my boozing. My friend Dave says, "Alright, lets go to my house, finish the jay along the way and we'll hit a bong." We decided to go, but finish our joint first. So we start heading to our destination smoking a joint. Suddenly, my friend's freeze. I look at them confused and take 3 LARGE tokes from the reefer before I call it filter and bag it. I look at what they were staring at; there I saw the bitch with his hat on inside the car, staring dead at us.

But all I know is, I can now say I have smoked a joint right in front of a police officer. Strangely enough, he didn't even get out of the car, he just kept staring. Canada? More like Canabis
Willard_420 Reviewed by Willard_420 on . Canadian Cops Don't Seem to Care... Here's my story... ...I was at a friend's house partying with a bunch of people. We were pretty damn drunk and I had forgotten I had 4gs of blueberry my close friend sold me for 30 bucks (quite the deal eh?). Anyway, my friend's mom busts home for some strange reason, we book out the backyard and through the side gate. So here we are, about 20 of us, standing in the middle of a residential street with some joints (pipeless that day :( ) 4 of us were smoking a fatass joint I had put Rating: 5