rbded

Here we go,
And I can't wait too see,
When we get to the end,
Where we'll be.
First the house,
Then the jail,
Then we mooed,
Over hill and dale.

So here for you,
Is the next tale,
Not too short,
Or Too long,
It just goes on,
Like a good song.

So slap the mouse,
And get ready to do,
A new little ditty,
About something called Blue...


Blue Story Part 1

Just the other day we were all sitting around burning a hit or two when Bobby said he'd heard a rumor about some blue herb.Nobody said anything for a couple of seconds.Then Little Rob said,"Whats Blue herb supposed to do different than regular herb?"
I'd kind of like to hear that myself.
"Blue herb gets you higher than regular herb.I thought everybody knew that."The rest of us just nodded like the wise sages that we were.
"But how?"Little Rob said.
"I don't know for sure,but the guy who said he was gettin' it said that it would be better than anything that was around,it was supposed to be comin' from his brother in Cali."
California.The herbal promised land as far as we were concerned.Now he really had our attention.Which wasn't hard cosidering that we were so stoned.
"Wait a minute.How are we going to get any of this Bluebud?"I said.
"I"m going over there to get a sack after he gets home.I'll be gettin back here after to sample the best Cali. has to offer with you guys.
Now that was sounding pretty good to me.

huntcc02

hey man, do you have any other stories than this and the moo story? Because in your intro, you kinda hinted at a different story. I loved the moo story, and this one sounds like its shaping up pretty well, so if you have any others on here, tell me about them.

DaisyCrazy

Yeah he's talking about true story... an excellent read. It's somewhere in the real stories forum...

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huntcc02

thank you

GhostPimp

ive smoked blue haired weed

good sh*t


if u break it up with your hands then your fingers get blue...

i havent smoked in about a year though.....it was some rare stuff

DaGoodness

rbded, are all of your stories real life, or fiction just to entertain us?

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rbded

After a bit ,we started talking about other stuff besides the bluebud and of course being the intellectuals that we were,the talk turned to the time of the mecca to the bluebud.
"I'll be leaving,so get all the bongs ready,"Bobby said.
"How long will you be?"I asked.
"Not very.How about you roll with me and make sure that I don't get lost?"
It is this way that small things end up being big things.Of course I said yes,so in a matter of minutes we were in the hoopdy and rolling,Tupac slaying them in stereo.
"Which way now,?"I asked Bobby.
"Turn left and just go straight.I'll tell you when to turn."
It was one of those nice spring days that were lucky to get some time.I was just enjoying the ride and watching the scenery when Bobby came alive and said to pull over.Wait a minute.This is the local get a sack.What are we stopping here for if we are going to get a sack of the blue funk.
"Ol' boy wants something different,so we'll be getting him a small sack for personal,"Bobby said.
I sat in the car waiting on Bob to come back out and soaking up some rays.The sun was warm on my face as Bob got back in the car.
"O k,lets roll over to Massie St. and meet up with Ol' boy.He should be home by now,"Bobby said.
Massie St. It all makes sense to me now.Thats where all the rich folk live.Although how Bobby knew anyone over there I don't know.The herb makes strange bedfellows,huh?I guess we all know that.
When we got to Massie,there were a few small houses,but the majority are pretty big.Bobby pointed and we pulled up in front of one with a big iron gate as Bob spoke.
"Just hit the buzzer and wait for him to buzz you in,"said Bob.
A second later, a voice spoke to me from the box,"Can I help you?"
"Ya,Ol boys expecting us.He said to be here about 4 or so,"Bobby said.
"O K,come on in.I'll buzz the gate for ya."
"She sounds nice don't she?"I said.
The gate started swinging open as Bobby said,"I guess we'll find out in a minute."
We rolled up to the house,and man ,what a house.

rbded

Most people get to see houses like this in a book or magazine.Here I was though,in the Hoopdy,sitting in front of a genuine mansion.3 floors of genuine elegance.Porticos,columns and a big circular drive.I was just sitting here taking it all in and thinking what a blast it would be to live in a shack like this.Bobby bumped me on the shoulder to get me to move.I probably would of still been sitting there if he hadn't bumped me.
"Come on,Rbded,you don't want to miss this."Bobby was right;I didn't want to miss this.
We walked up to the door, but before we could hit the big knocker,a real butler pulled the massive door open and ushered us into the manse.The foyer was as big as my whole house with room to park the car, too.Marble floors of white and pale sand color met my feet as we followed the butler into the back room,at least thats what I thought it was.Found out though that it was really just a great big room with a bunch of pictures and big Greek lookin' statues and stuff all around a bunch of furniture that looked too expensive to sit in.I have to admit that I was gettin' a little nervous,but since Bobby was still following the butler,I just kept on too.The worst that they could do was throw us out,right?
We went thru 3 more rooms before we stopped in front of a big set of double doors that the butler tapped on gently.
"Yes?"
"Sir,Master Robert and a friend,"(he turned towards me for my name and I told him)"Mr. Rbded are here, I assume at your request."The butler stepped back as the door popped open.Reefer smoke rolled out and I knew,even though I had had misgivings,that I was at home ,even here.
Music came with the jolly old fellow who had a big grin on his face for us as he said to 'follow me.'We stepped into the mirror and followed, with a equally big grin on our faces.Look out,Alice,Rbdeds home.

rbded

Stepping thru that door was an experience I don't think that I will ever forget.The music was some kind of sitar sounding rag boogie that I remember from the sixties.The room was lit with a chandelier that sparkled with little diamonds of light that reflected off a huge,round table.The table was covered with a tablecloth that looked like a tapestry of a scene from early life.The walls,painted with stripes,were covered with an assortment of paintings and art work.I stopped and tried to take it all in at once.Sitting in the corners were two cats of red and white who flipped their tails and seemed to stare at me with an evil glare.The pure black carpet was as deep as my ankles and soft,even thru my shoes.
"Hows it going,Bobby?"Ol' boy said to Bobby.
"Just fine grandpa.This is my best and most trusted friend,Rbded."Grandpa looked at me as Bobby made the intro.His smile mad me feel warm all over as he stuck his hand out and said,"Glad to meet you,my son,very glad."
I just shook his hand and smiled.I was still kinda stunned by all this and didn't have anything to say yet.
"Hey,grandpa,is that new medicine ready yet?You told me to come over and get a sample and I brought my bud,Rbded.He really likes the herb,too." That was a understatement.
"Sure.As a matter of fact,I've been waiting for you guys to try it out.I like to get other opinions so I can refine my process."
We walked over to the table behind him and watched as he pulled out a stash box with some symbols on it and flipped up the lid.

rbded

The inside of the box was a shiny mirror reflecting off an enormous glass in the form of a dragon.As grandpa pulled it out I got a good look at it and the stash nug jar that was attached to it like a pack on its back.From the little red horns coming out of its head to the green of his back,the dragon seemed to beckon to me.His blue eyes caught the flash of light from the chandelier and reflected it into my own eyes.On his back, the nug jar had a clear blue reflection.
"What say we get medicated?"Grandpa read my mind.
"Heres the new blue nugs I was going to show you,Bobby.What do you think?Not too bad,huh?"Grandpa passed us both a piece of bud as he spoke.
I held in my hand a bud as blue as anything I had seen before.It looked painted to me at first,but no paint job could have frost like this bud had.The crystals seemed to have a glow of their own,not coming from the light but from the nug itself.As I raised it to my nose,I got a whiff of fresh pine and the outdoors.
"I call this my Bluebud,"Grandpa said as we handed the nugs back.
"I have worked for two years to perfect a high that was refreshing yet stony.A buzz that gets you there without taking away the sense of wonder we all hold so dear about our world.I surround myself with artifacts of great beauty to trigger memorys of places I've been and people I've met.After we indulge,we can tour the house for your friend Rbded,Bobby,so he can see some of the toys and trinkets I have picked up over the years.That'll be fun,won't it boys?"As he was speaking,he was packing the dragon with the sticky bud.The smell of pines grew stronger as he worked.
"The value of the dragon is high,so I prefer to do the honors myself.Rbded?Would you like to go first?"
I just nodded and stepped over to him as the dragon seemed to reach for me with his outstetched front feet.A shotgun hit rolled out of the dragons mouth,and I hit as hard as I could.The dragon looked like he was breathing fire on me as a cloud of smoke covered my head.I stepped back and waited for the rush to hit.