Ok here's a story. My friend and I decided to go toke in a corn field near my house back in the day. Sounds like fun right? Didn't hippies do that shit?

So we go to the field and run way into the middle of it. We make a little clearing and sit down to toke. I put my hand in my cargo pocket and the weed was gone! FUCK! We leave the field all pissed off and start walking back up the road. Then I spotted the weed on the side of the road while walking, it fell out before we started running through the field! We picked it up, went back in, got fucking retarded and then tripped out thinking we heard someone coming and ran away. Maybe someone was coming who knows we didn't stick around to find out.

I've lost vials of oil running through forests and shit but that was quite a while back. Haven't had to toke in a forest for some time now. :jointsmile:
canuck grower Reviewed by canuck grower on . The ones that got away Ive lost quite a few joints in my time 1. I dropped a fat skunk reefa out of my car window whilst flickin ash on the motorway 2.Dropped a joint off my friends flat balcony 15th floor never recovered 3.Rolling my last fat skunk joiint in my room ,my gfriend opened the door a gust of wind blew it all over the carpet,my worst loss so far. 4.The other day washin my car pre rolled a joint for when i'd finished,dropped from behind my ear got soaked and trod on. These are just the ones i can Rating: 5