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Originally Posted by ThePhanastasio
I cannot have conversations with sober people (namely family members) when I'm way stoned.
I forgot my money at my mom's one day, and needed to grab it to pick up some weed. I was paranoid, and thought that if I went into my mom's to grab my money, she'd know I was going to use it to buy weed. It was around 10:30pm, and I noticed I'd also forgotten my sunglasses, so I grabbed them and the money, and acted like I just came home to get my shades.
My mom was like, "Uh, why do you need sunglasses at night?" and I turned around really slow, completely panicked, and then almost shouted at her, "I sometimes like to wear them!" and walked out of the house really awkwardly.
I think she knew something was up.
I also can't be seen in public when I've been smoking headies. My friend decided his eyes were too red to go into the store, so he sent me in to pay for gas. I got to the door of the gas station after walking all the way across the parking lot, and realized both of my hands had something in them. I looked down and realized that was because I'd been walking across the parking lot with my purse held out like a shield in front of me.
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I never let that stop me going to a shop to satisfy munchies. Me and a mate went on a smoke marathon there at his house a few weeks past. At about 3 in the morning ( we started at 7 pm ) we eventually decided that we were both in agreement at the decision of walking to the 24 houe shop ( half an hour away ) in the freezing cold night. maan, the conversations we had on that walk up and down..... You should have seen the shopkeepers face when I made my order. Uhhh.....a brunch, some strawberry yoghurt......some mighty munch....uh....some chocolate coated digestive biscuits and some firewood ( i put that one in to be random ). I freaked him out though, that was the goal.