I had friends that went to do a show across the border. They were HUGE stoners and almost forgot about the pound or so of weed they had. So the stopped a3 bit before the border and smoked all of it. Washed the bag it was in with soap and water and roled up to the border crossing baked out of their minds and reeking of weed. Their RV was searched ofc, but all evidence was burnt... ;D
They had an RV and I think they hotboxed the fuck out of it. It was a really long time ago tho. During prohibition which is ironically how they got away with it.
Fuckin 199something, me and a buddy at a bench against the church building that was also our highschool bus stop trying to cut 4 hits of blotter into two 2 squares on a CD case with my pocket knife. Cop pulls up to the building with his lights going and everything. All four hits go on my tongue and I run faster than I ever did before or since and actually manage to get away. Needless to say that a 4 square, then an immediate hard run, that shit hit me like a disco tornado. The night was long, and I was taken on a different adventure every time I ran into somebody and a couple all by myself. Could have turned bad at so many turns but never did. 10/10 fucking awesome night.
This is twenty years ago, and weed wasnt legal. I was getting kicked out of a casino for being stupid and arguing with the dealer. But they didn't just kick me out, they brought me to "the backrooms". They said they plan to call the cops, and In hindsight, I think it was a fake threat. But since I'm carrying weed brownies, I panicked and ate them. I usually consume a 1/2 a bar. But in that panic, I ate 3 whole bars.
While still sober, they finally kick me out, no cops.
Then while walking back to my motel, the brownies kicked in and I did not have a good time.
I had friends that went to do a show across the border. They were HUGE stoners and almost forgot about the pound or so of weed they had. So the stopped a3 bit before the border and smoked all of it. Washed the bag it was in with soap and water and roled up to the border crossing baked out of their minds and reeking of weed. Their RV was searched ofc, but all evidence was burnt... ;D
How does a group of people smoke an entire pound of weed in one go?
Yeah, a pound of weed is probably around the size of a pillow, you'd need a campfire to burn that, not joints
They had an RV and I think they hotboxed the fuck out of it. It was a really long time ago tho. During prohibition which is ironically how they got away with it.
They probably meant an ounce, which is still a lot of weed.
"Hello, I would like one ouch of weed, please."
Haha oops
Fuckin 199something, me and a buddy at a bench against the church building that was also our highschool bus stop trying to cut 4 hits of blotter into two 2 squares on a CD case with my pocket knife. Cop pulls up to the building with his lights going and everything. All four hits go on my tongue and I run faster than I ever did before or since and actually manage to get away. Needless to say that a 4 square, then an immediate hard run, that shit hit me like a disco tornado. The night was long, and I was taken on a different adventure every time I ran into somebody and a couple all by myself. Could have turned bad at so many turns but never did. 10/10 fucking awesome night.
There's a movie plot in there.
I'm glad it was a good experience cause holy shit is it cool
I still have tons of memories from that night too. It's wild.
Literring and...
Literring and...
Snozzin’ the berries.
That's how Juice WRLD died
I'm a old person. Is that somebody important?
Decent rapper. Died young.
Well yeah, don't house those drugs. Stick to the ones that will melt your mind!
Don't recommend this but I have a story.
This is twenty years ago, and weed wasnt legal. I was getting kicked out of a casino for being stupid and arguing with the dealer. But they didn't just kick me out, they brought me to "the backrooms". They said they plan to call the cops, and In hindsight, I think it was a fake threat. But since I'm carrying weed brownies, I panicked and ate them. I usually consume a 1/2 a bar. But in that panic, I ate 3 whole bars.
While still sober, they finally kick me out, no cops.
Then while walking back to my motel, the brownies kicked in and I did not have a good time.
I don't want to take cops
With enough xanax in my system, I can take anyone
Me with a gram of pure LSD:
‘You know what, I’ll let the cops take it.’.
In the words of my good friend Timmy: What's going to happen to you?
That stupid question resulted in some fun nights. And also some uncomfortable nights.
Nice visual effect.