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So, I was just chilling at home, making some music in Reason, when a friend called me up and asked if I wanted to go chill with him.

Wrestling season had just ended, so I was open. I had stayed clean throughout the season, and was hankering for a smoke. This guy was a stoner, infact, he was the first hookup I had ever had, so I thought "sweet, maybe he's trying to smoke me up".

"Sure dude, where should we meet?"

He replies "meet me by the 7-11"

"sure thing"

"Oh, and dude, bring a lighter"

HAHA! Just what I was hoping he'd say.

Fast forward to 7-11. We meet up, and I give him the lighter, while he tells me that he's been trying to find some bud all day, but nobody's got. At the moment, he was trying to hit up 3 sources, we'll call them Rick, Diaz, and Josh.

Rick has a bad habit of having shitty bud.

We don't really know Diaz all too well, he's a dropout, and he deals some harder shit like coke and ice, so we're warry.

And my friend (we'll call Ted), has had a few bad bud experiences with Josh...

So it looked like at the moment we were going for Ricks stuff.

We walked down to the local marina/mall, and got something to eat at a local bar (they don't mind minors in there, although they sort of hover around your table and watch what you're doing if you're underage).

There we tried to find a pickup. First, he tried calling all of his usual connections (after which it turned into the three options I listed earlier). Then, I started hitting up a few guys I knew that might have.

(Funny story here, a friend called his mom with my phone a while back, so I saved her number as a joke, and happened to call it back just now. I didn't mention bud or anything though, but my friend kinda freaked)

Anyway, neither of us could find, so we eventually ended up defaulting to Josh. Budman calls him up, and just as Josh says he'll meet us by a liquor store in the marina, it starts POURING rain.

I'm not even kidding, it's raining so hard that the streets have at least an inch or two of water over them, and the water is literally flooding onto the sidewalks.

We think "aw shit, no way Josh is comming now". He rides a moped around, and ye know... Moped + rain = Bad.

So the rain just keeps getting worse, and we figure that if he tried to get us bud he might die or something. My friend calls him back, at which point Josh says that it's not raining at all where he was.

WTF! I thought. So anyway, we wait for a LONG time, at which point we get pissed, and I call back Josh. he says meet us behind a Safeway, and we see him come speeding up in his moped, soaking wet, and what do you know! Josh had some of the DANKEST fucking purps i'd ever seen. Lucky us

Fast forward. Me and my friend caught a cab to this guy, we'll call him Phil, 's house. The cab smells of some dank ass shit as we pay the lady and walk to Phil's house. It's about 8 o'clock, dark night already.

On our way walking to Phil's house (our plan is to smoke there and then walk to a local movie theater to see a comedy of some sort. Phil has a bong), we see some kid pull up across the street from his house in a sedan, open the door, lock it, and BOLT across the street into Phil's house with 2 or 3 packs of beer.

Now, Phil told us it was just him and some other kid at his house, so we were pretty dumbfounded when we saw this.

We make our way to the back of Phil's house, where we find that there are at least 6 other guys there just drinking beer and cruising. Phil busts out his bong and we start passing the shit around.

I take about 5 or 6 hits, and i'm just gone. Full on, outer space. It was some ACE shit. Not to mention, my tollerance was WAY down, since I hadn't smoked for about 6 months.

So everybody's pressuring me to keep on smoking more, but i've had some pretty bad panic attacks after smoking too much, so I keep telling them "no" (who says that smokers dig in to peer pressure?)

So, they eventually leave me alone and start playing beer pong, at which point maybe 6 more guys showed up at the house. By this point, there are a few guys in the house drinking and playing guitar, 6 or so guys outside playing beer pong, my friend who is just sitting there and smoking his head off (bad idea actually, he freaks out later on in the night), me sitting next to my friend just talking story and shit, and a few guys chilling and smoking cigarettes. Nice.

My friend eventually finishes off the bag (by himself pretty much), and we go into Phil's bedroom and chill. My friend puts on visine while I mess around with a soccer ball, both of us still going off.

This whole chill ass party scene goes on for maybe an hour or so more. I play a round or two of beerpong. Fast forward to then, me and my friend are in Phil's study. My friend is horny as hell, and we're both just standing there, looking at the porn my friend loaded up.

Picture two guys, high as fucking kites, standing around a computer monitor like it was a giant tub of Trainwreck, watching some chick finger herself. Yeah...

And then suddenly, we hear somebody behind us.

I turn as my friend slowly closes the window, to find that Phil's mom was standing infront of me. She looks at us both and goes "it's time for you boys to go home".

We don't know what to fucking do, we need to get out of the house before the dad finds us.

On our way out to the back of the house, we see the dad has made everybody else start cleaning up all the beers and the pong table. Everybody's all "HOLY SHIT" faced.

We hear the dad fly a beer bottle and slam a door shut, and we just fucking SPRINTED away from the house.

We ran ALL THE WAY back to the marina. When we got there (about 9-930 ish), we went to a small cheap sit down diner and had something to eat.

At which point my friend starts freaking out and thinks he's going to die or something.

The night closes with me leaving my friend on the bus as he's on his way home (he tells me that shit's going to be too sketchy with his parents when he gets home, and that I needed to get home fast. I don't know what the fuck he was talking about, his parents were sleeping when he called them before he started smoking...)

So yeah. Fun night :P

 

nowlight

Thats just messed up man.

ADIDAS

Hahhah sounds like those parents were pissed. The title lead me to believe someone was getting busted by the cops, glad that didnt happen.

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Hookahs

lol. me too.

I thought the person standing behind them was going to be a cop.
Cool story.

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Jake

Ah that happened to me like two or three weeks ago. I had a bunch of heads over smoking a blunt and my dad shows up and yells at everyone and everyone just ran...it sucks.

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Sam_Stone

False Advertisement. Not that I'm not glad it wasn't the cops but when I read bust I am assuming police involvement. We need to come up with some new terminology to differetiate between getting caught by the 'rents and the po's.

Funny climax though

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Juggular

It's too easy to imagine that HAHA thats so great. Glad you made it out okay it sounds like you guys were way faded. That would be so akward if my friends mom walked in on me watching porn and she knew I was drunk as hell. I'd be like "Sooooo...how was work...good..no..okay I'm going."

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