Quick story from last night I felt like writing down...
Me, Kiel, Blake and Keith go to the boatyard where Kiel works. Kiel's dad sold the boat, so we didn't have a place to smoke. Kiel knew the boatyard's charter boat was unlocked so he led us over there. It was a nice 40 foot sailboat. Just as I'm about to step onto the boat Kiel tells me the boat actually sunk before. As in the boat we were in was on the bottom of the ocean at one point.
So that was weird and sketchy. We start smoking, I'm pretty damn high, and eventually I ask how the boat sunk. Kiel's reply: Some family was out in rough seas at night. The father was up on deck steering and everyone else was sleeping underneath. At some point he must've gotten knocked overboard because the boat drifted offcourse and eventually sunk in the storm and the rest of the family (including twin girls, which is even sketchier) was trapped inside the sinking boat and they all drowned.
And thats where we were smoking pot, beneath the deck, lit only by a candle because we didn't want to get caught. And since that wasn't enough, Tim and his girlfriend had to show up minutes later and make footsteps and shadows up on deck and then look right down the hatch above the table we were smoking at.
Moral of the Story:
I didn't like that boat.
So that was weird and sketchy. We start smoking, I'm pretty damn high, and eventually I ask how the boat sunk. Kiel's reply: Some family was out in rough seas at night. The father was up on deck steering and everyone else was sleeping underneath. At some point he must've gotten knocked overboard because the boat drifted offcourse and eventually sunk in the storm and the rest of the family (including twin girls, which is even sketchier) was trapped inside the sinking boat and they all drowned.
And thats where we were smoking pot, beneath the deck, lit only by a candle because we didn't want to get caught. And since that wasn't enough, Tim and his girlfriend had to show up minutes later and make footsteps and shadows up on deck and then look right down the hatch above the table we were smoking at.
Moral of the Story:
I didn't like that boat.