So I talked to my friend a few days ago, and i asked him if he wanted to buy my burb. He said he did, and he just called me today to come pick it up. When he came I pulled out the piece, and he's like "thats cool, what about the bud i'm buying from you?". Right when he said that I was like "No way, ahhh shiit." Turns out he thought I said "do you want to buy my herb," instead of "burb". I felt bad because i didnt want to sell any bud either, so he was bummed. Only stoners would allow for this type of misunderstanding to happen. Btw this happened while I was baked earlier today. I know this story is pussy shit compared to rangerdangers crazy mountain man stories or the other guy's running from the police and naked people having sex story, but i thought this was pretty funny so i posted it.
ha yeah, Rangers basically a expert storyteller. still that was an amusing story. but what the hell is a Burb?
