my new favorite stoner.
So, after work uhmmm.... saturday? yea, saturday. I stuck around. cuz it was an alrite night and i was waiting around for tips. so I started talking to this one dishwasher. and I've already busted my brain trying to remember his name, but I can't so I'm calling him Charles. no. how about Pete. yes, that'll work. :) so i get talking to char- err, pete... and we're talking about drivers licenses. and he says you get your operators license when you're 17. then ANDY walks up (another dishwasher) and he disagrees with pete. cuz he got his when he was 18. oh, wait, thats cuz he had a pot possession charge when he was 16.
POT TALK, YES!!!!
I swear... sweetest talk of my life. It was a collection of all of Andy and [Pete]'s drug adventures, and I was laughing SO hard that I kinda forgot to leave after I got tips. I stayed and listened to their talk for about 45 minutes, but only cuz it was the funniest stuff I had heard in a long time. these guys are both... 23ish?... so they've been smoking for a few years. I just have to share some of the stories cuz they're funny. and I love you all. so I'll share the funny.
HIGH school [andy]:
"so in high school, i had this... goal. to get EVERYONE stoned. and i ALMOST accomplished this... except for two groups. a group of jocks and a group of geeks. and then i got my pot charge, and i didn't get to smoke with any of them. and then i graduated. and i still need to get them. but ya know what? i have a YEARBOOK. and i think i might just track them down... and "accedentally" meet them at the ice cream parlor. heeeey, yoooou? i haven't seen you in like.... since high school. how you doin? that's great. hey, wanna get stoned? no? please? CAN I JUST BLOW SMOKE IN YOUR FACE SO I CAN CROSS YOUR NAME OFF MY LIST??"
Keep on truckin' [pete n andy]:
my best comparison to this story would be in Fear and Loathing, when Depp is listing off all the shit he's got in his car. ok. that. "HAHA REMEMBER THE COMPANY PARTY LAST YEAR??? haha you passed out, how could YOU remember? i know the trip there was sweet. our truck was FULL of shit. 24 gallons of moonshine, 3 bottles of codene, 4 kegs of beer, 50 blunts, and a assortment of other shit back there. we're just gliding on the road down to the party, smoking joints like there's no tomorrow. we didn't even freak out when a cop passed us and the car was filled with smoke. just waved and kept drivin. and once we got to the party, we just sat there and drank everything from the back of the truck. took two codene and washed it down with some moonshine, passed out and don't remember much after that. cept for when you woke up and won the doorprize. YOU DIDN'T EVEN STEP INSIDE THE DOOR. yeah I did! when i went to claim it, and they're all like... SLOW DOWN, WE CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU!! and I'm like... whaddiwin?!?!didigetttapriiiize??? *laughs insanely*"
oh. ps. andy was WAY drunk.
pps. almost like turets, randomly in their stories, they kept asking another kid and me to go get stoned with them. they told me we could go to their house, out in the woods, under the company porch, in the parking lot.... anywhere. they just NEEDED to get us stoned. it was andy's parting gift before he went down to detroit for a couple weeks. gosh I'll miss him. that was hilarious. had to share :)