This story involves me and 3 friends. we had found our a few days ago that our parents were all having a big party. we all figure this is a great chance to get really baked, so about 8:30 we "head out to the local conveinience store", as my mom said we had could before she left. using this excuse to get out of the house, we go down to our blazin spot. we smoke up a couple bowls, and then we decide to switch spots and go to this kinda teepee thing thats in a nearby forest. we get up, cross a river (i nearly fall in and get a huge soaker), and walk to the little tepee thing. we set up a little fire with some lighter fluid and begin to blaze. we blaze for a while, and get REALLY fucked up. every one of us is fucked outta our mind at this point. we decide to go out and head up to a different conveinence store, one thats a bit further away. we start to walk out of the forest, one that i go in all the time, but i have no idea where we are. we find a path and follow it. we walk along the path, only to notice that about 20ft in front of us theres a big black shadow! for a good 20 minutes, we freak out on it, and try to decide whether to book it, or fight it, we try to light a fire to see what it was, and we throw so matches at it to see what it was. we finally decide to book it by and fight it if it tries to get us. turns out to be a chair. after we get past that, we walk to the conveinence store without much trouble. when we get there though, its closed! so we begin to walk to the conveinence store thats close to my house. don't really remember the walk there, but when we get there i see some friends from school. we chill for a bit and get some munch. we start to leave when we hear someone yell me name! and then someone else yell "and the rest of you!" (referring to my 3 friends). were still all pretty blitzed, and we are all trippin out trying to figure who the hell it was and where that came from. we then see them across the street. its our parents. my minds racing, thinking about how fucked i am. we walk home in almost continous silence, the only thing my dad saying to me is something about "having a long chat tommorow". walking back to my house, i could barely walk in a straight line. the parents are pissed off. we get back to our court. myself and one of my friends go back to my house, the other two friends to another house. we get inside. my dad says nothing to me, and my friend has to call his dad. we then go upstairs. my dad leaves. it's now about 2 hours since we left the house. my friend and i are upstairs for a while and my mom comes home. shes PISSED off, and asks me where we were. i come up with a story of going to the hasty, meeting some friends, and then just hanging out and skateboarding and playing hacky sack for a while. shes a little drunk, and just goes with it. she starts talking to me and saying some stuff, i cant really recall what. she hinted that she knew what we were doing, but didnt seem to care. she goes back to the party, saying that her and my dad will be back around 1-1:30. i go back upstairs. my friend and i chill for a bit, pretty shaken up. he heads home at 11:20. i pass out on my couch, waking up with my dad standing over me. he says nothing and walks down the hall into his room. i found this a little odd, but i shrug it off and head into my room. i go back to sleep. i wake up at noon the next day, and head straight into the shower. i think about what i'll tell them. i get out of the shower, and start playing on the computer. parents arn't home, little weird, but i wasnt questioning it. then something i didnt expect happens: one of my friends, one who had gone into the other house when we got back, came over! i let him in and ask him what happens. turns out his parents asked him what happens, he made up a story, and that was it! i memorize the story for when my parents ask me. its now 7pm (the day after the party) and they've said nothing. i think it just all blew over, which is weird, because the parents broke up a big party and searched for us for like a half hour, finding us all pretty fucked outta our mind (i guess we hid it better than we thought), and didn't say anything to us. i guess i just got lucky.
Here's one of my stories: My friend and I are in my car at a park at around 8:30 on a winter night. We're smoking couple bowls and one of my other friends arrive right when we finish our bowl. We're sitting there for like 30 seconds when a cop pulls up and shines his bright on us and tells us to get out of the car. I roll down the window a little bit to try and hopefully get the smell out without the cop noticing. He asks for our IDs and then asks us what we had for dinner, probably to check if we're stumbling or forgot or something. We said the first thing that came to our minds and the cop let us go. Thank God it was snowing and a little windy out, otherwise we could've gotten royally fucked.
heh. guess who the friend was... scary fucking night. i ended up telling the officer that i had eaten pop-tarts for dinner...ever been so high that you can't think of what you really ate for dinner??
