ok cats ready for a long story? I was in Amsterdam with my sahas and the last day we where there we decided to go on home fucked up. me and my sahas hit Baloons and copped an eighth of White Russian and a gram of Afgahn Hash and blew the whole damn thing in 3 backwoods(we were 5 deep, I know an eighth for 5 aint shit but whatever white russian is strong as fuck). after blowing dome my boy Boxcar bought a 3 dollar joint and put it in his wallet. he then said fuck it lets cop some shrooms, so we did hit the nearest headshop and copped two boxes and saved em for the airport. when we got there we ate em waited about an hour and a half and got on the plane DONE! me and my boys had a seperate flight from Bozcar. we headed to Philie and Boxcar to Washington. When we got to Philie we had to go through customs(customs in Amsterdam wasn't bad at all, they laughed when they saw how fuckred up we were going to the plane). FUCK customs! bastards asked us where we were coming from and we said Amsterdam, instant police dog and cops! they ran threw our shit like a wide reciever! we didn't bring anything back but, because we smoked so much down there and right before we left, the dog was "nipping" at us. we got the whole 9, everything except a full cavity search, thank god. bastard took all of my homeboys sausages he was bringing back for his family but, they let me keep my bong since it wasn't used. anyways we get back to the Bay Area and meet up with Boxcar. we tell him what happened and he laughed. when we asked him why he was laughing he pulled out his wallet and there was the joint he bought! muthafucker! he even smoked half of it in Washington! appearently customs didn't fuck with him at all. true story.
Hyphy is a Bay thing. Hyper + Crazy - Square x Dumb = Hyphy. its a movement. putting the car in nuetral, letting it roll and getting out and dancing next to it. driving down the street with all 4 doors open, music blasting. Gold Teeth, White T-Shirt, Blue Jeans and Nikes. shaking dreadlocks or whatever hair style ya got. doing donuts at an intersection. thats Hyphy. and yes, I suggest all pot heads go to Amsterdam at least once in their lives. as soon as you pull into central station and get out, all you smell is trees. no joke.
yeah but aren't there much harsher sentences for bringing an illegal substance into a country? i mean, it would be fucked up to get like 20 years for one joint
haha, my thoughts exactly sweet story though, sounds like a fun plane ride why'd they take his sausages? i'd don't travel much....
yeah they been getting hyphy in the bay (RIP Mac DRE) "mac dre wore vans he supported the vans movement!"
