Well, about an hour ago I woke up, naked (that's how I sleep) and decided to sit down for a nice wake and bake session. I don't have anything to do until 4:00, so I figured I could just sit here and chill out to some good tunes while getting baked.

Well, after about a couple bowls, I hear a knock on my door. This is not good, since I'm completely naked, there's a loaded bong, a bag of weed, a pipe and an ashtray on my desk, and the room smells like weed. Shit.

I ask, "Who is it?" and the reply is "The police!" Shit shit shit.

I yell "Just a second!" and quickly proceed to search for a pair of pants (which I forgot to zip up). I then scurried to hide everything out of plain view and opened the door a crack. "Yes?"

Turns out he was just investigating a complaint about a vehicle in the parking lot outside my apartment building that had a window shot out with a BB gun, asking if I knew anything about it. I replied that I didn't, because I was at work at the time he said it happened, and I gave him my information and he left.

Jesus Christ, I think I need another bowl to calm my nerves now.
Oneironaut Reviewed by Oneironaut on . So I'm smoking a bong naked and a cop knocks... Well, about an hour ago I woke up, naked (that's how I sleep) and decided to sit down for a nice wake and bake session. I don't have anything to do until 4:00, so I figured I could just sit here and chill out to some good tunes while getting baked. Well, after about a couple bowls, I hear a knock on my door. This is not good, since I'm completely naked, there's a loaded bong, a bag of weed, a pipe and an ashtray on my desk, and the room smells like weed. Shit. I ask, "Who is it?" and the Rating: 5