Oh sure hold on let me just WTF MATE!!!! SKETCH CITY!!!
For those of who dont know(I posted a little ditty about it on myspace)I quit smoking pot for a month. Just a test to see how I feel and if I can actually do it. I am only on day four but it has been extremely easy, aside from day one. I also haven't traded one poison for another. Which means I dont drink more than I used to. I actually feel that I am drinking less. Still four days is hard to judge by, so only time will tell.
The above paragraph is only there to make you understand the strange situation I was in today, and why it was extra strange. I went to lunch with one of my co workers who I call Frog. We stopped at a BP which is a gas station/Subway/Dunkin Donuts. He told me when we got there that some guy would be getting in the car and buying some herb from him. We only had ten minutes for lunch because he was late so he asked if I would just sell it to the guy. Ok no big deal.
So we get there and pull up next to the guy. Frog got the pot out of the trunk and then gave it to me. I thought the guy was getting in Franks car. Turns out I was to get in his car. Ok, still no biggie. So I walk around and get in the car and give it to the guy. He weighs it out on his scale and is asking me questions about it. Which I know nothing of but make shit up anyway. Halfway through the transaction he tells me not to talk loudly cause his daughters sleeping in the car. WTF MATE!! I turn my head and theres a little girl sleeping in a car seat. How the fuck I missed that I dont know.
I was a little bugged out. My morals told me this was wrong. Of course I dont doubt that some day I might pick up a bag of herb from a friend when I have a kid with me. Discretely of course, not the way this went down. This guy took it out of the bag, and was weighing it out in the front seat while his daughter snoozed in the back. I watched out for cops the whole time and couldn't get the thought out of mind that she might wake up and be scared of some weird guy she didn't know in the front seat. Also inquiring about the pretty plants her father was playing with. She looked to be about three or four which in my book is way to young and to old at the same time to be doing stuff like that. To young because holy crap thats to young, and to old because she might actually be able to repeat to her mother or friends what she saw he daddy doing.
I'm just glad that she never woke up. So I guess I'm a scumbag now.
Thats it, I just wanted to tell you guys about that sketchy ass lunch. Take it easy for sheazy, cause all the bitches needs me.
Much glove,
Brohan -0ut-
The above paragraph is only there to make you understand the strange situation I was in today, and why it was extra strange. I went to lunch with one of my co workers who I call Frog. We stopped at a BP which is a gas station/Subway/Dunkin Donuts. He told me when we got there that some guy would be getting in the car and buying some herb from him. We only had ten minutes for lunch because he was late so he asked if I would just sell it to the guy. Ok no big deal.
So we get there and pull up next to the guy. Frog got the pot out of the trunk and then gave it to me. I thought the guy was getting in Franks car. Turns out I was to get in his car. Ok, still no biggie. So I walk around and get in the car and give it to the guy. He weighs it out on his scale and is asking me questions about it. Which I know nothing of but make shit up anyway. Halfway through the transaction he tells me not to talk loudly cause his daughters sleeping in the car. WTF MATE!! I turn my head and theres a little girl sleeping in a car seat. How the fuck I missed that I dont know.
I was a little bugged out. My morals told me this was wrong. Of course I dont doubt that some day I might pick up a bag of herb from a friend when I have a kid with me. Discretely of course, not the way this went down. This guy took it out of the bag, and was weighing it out in the front seat while his daughter snoozed in the back. I watched out for cops the whole time and couldn't get the thought out of mind that she might wake up and be scared of some weird guy she didn't know in the front seat. Also inquiring about the pretty plants her father was playing with. She looked to be about three or four which in my book is way to young and to old at the same time to be doing stuff like that. To young because holy crap thats to young, and to old because she might actually be able to repeat to her mother or friends what she saw he daddy doing.
I'm just glad that she never woke up. So I guess I'm a scumbag now.
Thats it, I just wanted to tell you guys about that sketchy ass lunch. Take it easy for sheazy, cause all the bitches needs me.
Much glove,
Brohan -0ut-