My best friend lived down the road from me and we always used to meet on the corner of the local park. One day while we were high we found an old reclining chair and coffee table which we used in our spot hidden in the bush side of the park. One day we met on the corner and walked up to the bush and into our spot for a session. My brother and I were dealers so I always shouted weed to all my friends. This day I had pulled the tastiest buds I had ever seen out of our bags and chopped them ready to go. We blazed 9 bowls each in our bong we had hidden at the spot and began our wander around the streets. Just up the road we walked to a local petrol station which has a bakery section. My friend and I started stocking up on munchies, I grabbed a 2L bottle of coke, chocolate, a 1 Metre long french stick with butter on it and nothing else, bag of kettle chips, jelly snakes and a freezie which we always filled up as high as we could which was usually 20cm above the top of the cup. I was spaced out and seeing frames but managed not to laugh until I got to the counter and went to pay. I bought alot more than what I listed and cost $25 just for myself. When I looked at the bags of shit I bought i looked at the guy serving me, red-eyed and did the loudest, goofiest stoner laugh you have ever heard before paying and running out while 10-15 people gave me the evil eye. I could go on and on about that high but I'll cut to the funny part. My friend got a call from his mum saying she wanted him home and he was coming down so he headed home while I was still very high. I wandered back home and said a brief hello to my mum and dad before hiding in my room and then playing on the computer. My mum came in and started asking me questions about my day which I had no idea about. Instead I laughed and ignored her. She asked me what was long but I said my friend and I had a funny day and I would explain later. I was far too high and she knew something was up so she left the room and went and got my dad. My dad is an old surfer who used to smoke alot of pot when he was young as well. Fortunately my eyes were normal by this time. My dad asked me how my day was as he handed me the TV guide and asked me what was on a certain channel at a certain time. It was the hardest thing ive ever had to do in my life but I managed to some how tell him the right program and handed the guide back to him. I saw him glance my eyes but because they weren't red he didn't say a thing and I got out of there as fast as I could.

To this day, more than a year on and my mum still has no idea what the problem was but she knew I was up to something (at that period in time I hid everything from my parents, they never saw me drunk, stoned or anything like that). Later on that night when i was back to normal I made up some shit which they both just shrugged at, I was still toasted and talking crap.

Well there's a litttle story for you, I was the most scared id ever been in my life when they both checked me out but I somehow managed to keep a straight face when my dad was talking to me. Just as well because he's not stupid when it comes to weed.

Toke to you soon Bud.

-KREMIT