Me and my friend Carl were blazing on his back porch. When I say blazing, im talking like 7 1/2 bowls on his bong. The water was cold, I took some of the biggest hits I have ever had. Carl is rich as fuck, so he always had really good weed. I think it was Trainwreck, I am not certain but it got us blazed. Well, we went driving off, and Carl pulled into some abandoned building parkinglot. The parking lot was HUGE. So he started to burn out, do fish tails, speed.. Out of nowhere a siren goes off. I pissed my pants.. We had weed in the car, the car smelled like weed, and our eyes were red like fire. The cop asked us what we were doing (Since it was past the 11 o'clock curfiew.) Carl said he was taking me home and he cut through this parking lot to get me home. All that happened was, he called my mom and made sure it was OK that I was with Carl, and then he hung up, gave me my phone back and let us go.. Craziest shit ever. Soon as he was out of view we lit up another J and blazed like no tommorow.
lol nice hair m8 ye i luv it wen u hav close calls like tht but u get away its mint coz ur like totally stoked u aint bin caught n it makes the next joint even more tastey knowing tht the cop cud of had it
