Man I think its so cool how you can forget heaps of thigns you did while stoned, and then remember them all again, when ppl remember or remind you. Its so entertaining i recon, high memories. Its like reliving teh exprience, when you remember stuff like that.. for example the other day, me and a friend, after getting trashed the ngiht before on a binge of weed, then alchohol, then more weed, smoked up again inside the 'choof bush'. this was a huge bush (more like a tree, but bushy all over) that happened to be hollow beneath all the outer layer of bush. Oh yer, and the ngiht before, a person i knew, but was a stranger to my mates, handed down a bracelet, you know the raver bracelets, candy, or lollies or whaatever they call them, with the word 'choof' on it, and we shall kepe and worship it forever, the bracelet handed down by the random raver. Oh yer back to the story, We were walking around sydney, and wanted good icecream. we found it, but between us and the main city was now a large bay for boats and ferries. The only way out, that us stoned two saw, was across the bridge (which we had not travelled on in the first place) This bridge opened in teh middle. well, it spins around anyway we were on it right, and we hear an alarm sound. anyway we look ahead, and these gates around the centre of teh bridge were closing. it hit us that the bridge was openeing and so we ran! we ran like crazy, I was screaming and stuff, i felt like i was in indiana jones movie or somehting If we missed the first gate, wed be trapped on teh wrong side forever, and if we missed hte second gate, wed plunge into the water. Little did we know at the time that they didnt close the gates completely until everyone was safe and where they needed to be. anyway it was jsut a recently remembered adventure of our long day.. i had woken up that day and i had forgotten how to walk properly, honestly
I love that kinda shit. This isnt that exciting but still....So my friends parents are out oftown for a week and so we spent most of our time gettin stoned. Well, one night we smoked a shit load. And then the next day my friend is running around his house lookin for his weed to smoke and gettin all freaked out that he lost it and his parents are gonna find it. He never did find the weed. A few days later we were hangnig out and another friend that was there that night remember that we had smoked all his weed without even thinkin about it. I still dont remember smoking it. And another time i rented fear and loathing. We watched part of it and i put it in my car later that night. Then a couple nights later i *thought* i had brought it over to my friends house. Well, come a week later and im frantically lookin around and callin people for the movie. Its nowhere to be found. So i go to the blockbuster where i rented it and ask. It turns out that at somepoint i had turned it in to the wrong blockbuster and forgotten about it.
lol that first story was pretty awesome. hmm let me think of one of my stories... one time me and two other friends decided to take his grandmas car for a joy ride. We all dont have our liscenses. So one friend has his paintball gun and we go around shooting peoples houses that we dont like (for appropriate reasons of course). So we go back to my place to take a break and light up. So my friend has a 10 sack and we smoke it except for my friend who was driving. So we go back and drive around downtown and we see like 4 of our friends. They get in the car so we now have like 6 poeple in a car that only really holds 4 people. I knew from the start this was a bad idea but I didnt act opon it since I was stoned and a long ways from home. So after awhile these cops get on our tail. So me and my other stoned friends are trippen (the people we picked up were stoned too) and were like AHHHH FUCK. So my friend just takes off being totally obvious and ditches him. We park in this school parking lot and take a break. After awhile they decide they want to go again. And me and this other kid who I was aquanted with but didnt really know was like FUCK THAT!!!! So we walk around and find my friends (the two I was originally with) drove up at about 40 and slammed on the brakes and was like get the FUCK in now! And i looked back and the cop was rolling up so i said no dude just go get home and ill walk home. So my friend ended up getting pulled over and in shit loads of trouble. good thing i got out huh? or else i would have been fucked becyase i already have a record. damn scary night when your high. So I found out they got pulled over because im walking home and i see my friends moms truck parked. Without here in it. It was like 4 am and i was trippen hard like wtf. Then i see the kids grandma driving in her car with my friends in the back taking the mom back to her truck and i was right there and i was hoping they didnt see me which they didnt. THAT SUCKED.
I think my favorite stories was when we threw my friend Sarah off the roof. We started the day early(about noon) and went out to this little park in the middle of the countery. I was with Sarah, Matt, the nuge and myself. We toked about an oz. of our pipe the evil bitch( It was a 3 foot long peace pipe that held about on oz.) Nuge and Sarah also drank some tequila and took some muscle relaxers. Then we got the bright Idea to get on the roof of the gazebo. Let me say now, really bad idea. We all crawled up there then smoked some more. About half an hour later we decided to go. By that time the pills had hit Sarah hard. She couldn't walk and could barley talk. Matt and I were the more sober of the group and had to decide what to do. We said, "Nuge, jump off the roof so you can catch Sarah." He said no. We insisted and he gave in. We looked over the edge to find him flat on the ground moaning. "Ok, step one done. Now Nuge, we are going to throw you Sarah and your going to catch her, ok?" "No." he said. "Alright, on 3, are you ready?" "No." "Here she comes." We tossed her off and looked down only to find her flat on top of nuge. Matt and I jumped off and tried to get them to the car. Sarah was riding piggy back and fell off a few times. God, if anyone would have driven up then they would have thought we were stuffing a dead body in the back of my car. Don't you just love those fucked up stories where you have to wonder how now ended up hurt?
what the fuck? who the fuck throws drugged up people off roofs for fun?? lol where is the fun in seeing someone be cought, assuming that thats ever gonna happen with a bunch of stoned people
It wasen't that we wanted to throw Sarah off the roof, there just was no other way to get her off. Whats a man to do?
