Why's Weed So Strong?
Posted on
Sunday, March 15, 2009
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8:52 PM
So last night was my boy Tofer's art opening. Had a great time over there. It's so sick to see one of your friends really excel in something. This guys art is pretty amazing, makes you just really want to focus on things that are super important. Get focused people. Then rolled from there over to Crazy Girls for a second to chill out and get a drink. Got a call from a homie that was over at what's that place with the bull called in Hollywood? Saddle Ranch? Anyway went over there for a bit. Watched really ridiculously big girls get tossed repeatedly off the mechanical bull. That was fun for about 10 minutes. Then we headed outside to say our good bye's and low and behold what happened? Well the chicky put her phone down to light her cigarette and never picked it up. She smoked the thing and we all hugged and they were gone. 5 minutes later I was finishing up my drink and look down and see her phone. I grab the little fucker and go to see if I can catch her before she leaves. I catch up to her and her girlfriend at the parking lot. Full squat, and halfway through a good piss her eyes light up. gave her the phone, she said she owed me big time, blah, blah, blah, your a dirty whore and I'm out. 10 minutes of drunk (well make that buzzed) driving later and I was at my friends after party for his show @ the place called Temporary Space's. Fun little spor full of all sorts of whiper snappers. More drinks ensued and BLAM! Before I know it, it's 2am and the place is closing.
Another 10 minutes of drunken driving and I am at the after after party at my boys house. Now here is where the Mara-Ja-Juana comes into affect. My boy pulls out the bud that is the king of all fucking buds, I mean like straight Cheech & Chong shit. It's called Plane Wreck (Not to be confused with my boy Train Wreck aka A1REK) Well 1st off I never smoke, I mean hardly ever. 2nd the name should of let me know right there. 3rd, after smoking this shit, and I only had 2 fucking small hits I was glued to the fucking couch. Everyone was having a good time, talking, ect ect. But me, I was the observer. Glued to the fucking couch. Seriously, I think I was in and out of conciousness for like 3 hours. Woke up at around 6am and headed home in a daze. Slept until like 2pm the afternoon and finally got my day started. Way to go looser. Hence the name of this one, I need some of that beginner shit. I need like train wheel weed. The shit you start on. Fuck Plane Wreck!!!
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