Ganja Stories
#8
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I think the best memory what
comes to mind when i think of weed is the one time me and 2
of my friends came to my dad's place to chill out while he
was at work. so we went snooping for no apparent reason. and
then i found his stash witch had 7 grams. next to his weed
stash, i found his bong. It was a small bong, but damn did
it ever fuck us up! all i can remember while being stoned
from that shit was making eggs, wrestling, playing XBOX and
listening and talking about music. after we were high, we all
passed out. My dad walked in as soon as we all woke up and
told me i had to leave in a half hour because he would not
be home for the night. first thing that popped in our head
was "house party" so we called up 5 more people. but for
some reason 20 others ended up showing up. not that i was
impressed but i could send them home or else i would be a
narc (thats what i thought) so all of us stayed up all night
drinking and smoking weed. Every left at around 4:00 in the
morning except the 2 others that were originally here. we
turned off the music (witch was relief to my ears) and we
smoked the 10 joint within the same 24 hours followed by
many cups of coffee and red bull and as many things i could
find at my place witch contained caffeine. I knew my dad was
going to be home soon, so i opened the door and windows to
get the pot and beer smell out of the house. finally when
the smell (well at least the most of it) was gone, we shut
all the windows and left so my dad would not find out.
thanks for reading
-Seb
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