I fought the law... and I won...
LOL... i so was about to write down this extremely long and complex post about tonight... because to me... it seemed like it could have been a story....... weird?...
i was driving with illegal things in my car... it was 12:45 at night... i pulled off a dark side street... i had just spent the last 45 minutes smoking 4 bowls... and 1 hour prior to that, i had smoked a joint... get the picture? ok... so... i turn off this side street, and look to my left and an adrian police officer is sitting, in a parking lot... i'm thinkin'... "ah shit"... so i turn right... the way i'm supposed to go... the way home... so i'm driving looking back in my mirror constantly, because i'm fucking paranoid about the quarter i have in my pocket, along with my bowl... and the fact that i'm fucking higher than audrey rankin on a saturday bender... and low and behold... the cop whips out of the parking lot... speeds pas two cars, and gets positioned to attack me... "ah shit"... so i'm now stopped at a light... turning left... he's right behind me... i turn left... from there on out... that cop was right on my ass... i was freaking OUT... slidding the pot and bowl under my seat... like that'd help... i maintained the speed limit like a mofo... and he eventually turned after a mile... i rock... i smoke weed... drive around with it... and don't get caught... Ian 1 Law 1... we're even now... dun dun dun...
hahaha... ok that was the abbreviated version... because there's more...
hahaha...
i was driving with illegal things in my car... it was 12:45 at night... i pulled off a dark side street... i had just spent the last 45 minutes smoking 4 bowls... and 1 hour prior to that, i had smoked a joint... get the picture? ok... so... i turn off this side street, and look to my left and an adrian police officer is sitting, in a parking lot... i'm thinkin'... "ah shit"... so i turn right... the way i'm supposed to go... the way home... so i'm driving looking back in my mirror constantly, because i'm fucking paranoid about the quarter i have in my pocket, along with my bowl... and the fact that i'm fucking higher than audrey rankin on a saturday bender... and low and behold... the cop whips out of the parking lot... speeds pas two cars, and gets positioned to attack me... "ah shit"... so i'm now stopped at a light... turning left... he's right behind me... i turn left... from there on out... that cop was right on my ass... i was freaking OUT... slidding the pot and bowl under my seat... like that'd help... i maintained the speed limit like a mofo... and he eventually turned after a mile... i rock... i smoke weed... drive around with it... and don't get caught... Ian 1 Law 1... we're even now... dun dun dun...
hahaha... ok that was the abbreviated version... because there's more...
hahaha...