Showing posts with label marijuana. Show all posts
Showing posts with label marijuana. Show all posts
Friday, January 9, 2009
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Have you ever been high as fuck?
Last night, Trevor, Steve, Tooley and I were hanging out at the Bulldog for dollar cans night, when who should appear but Guy I Randomly Met at the Bulldog and Have Been Avoiding, Anthony. Anthony offered to smoke us out in the back, so off we (Trevor and I obviously, not S&T) went. We split an average-sized bowl three ways....
...and I have never been higher in my life. Ever. And I have gotten lost in my own green room. Anthony split shortly thereafter, possibly in concjunction with me explaining loudly to Tooley that I wasn't going to sleep with him. (Subtle Mary was out in full force. Not.) S&T wandered off as our powers of communication diminished, but not before I'd attempted to sing Tooley the Have You Ever Been High as Fuck song. I failed. But here it is, Tooley, as promised:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Df_O-EBjVrk
Joos finally found us sitting outside the Bulldog trying to figure out how to walk and took us home, like a savior, coming out of the night with a halo of glory around his Basque head. Or so it appeared to us.
We were then innocently eating a box of stale Safeway cookies when who should descend upon us but Spenser, the Karl of Piraeus. In my weakened state, I still managed to drag myself upstairs to hide. Trevor couldn't move and had to listen to him until like 1:30 when he mustered the energy to escape.
...and I have never been higher in my life. Ever. And I have gotten lost in my own green room. Anthony split shortly thereafter, possibly in concjunction with me explaining loudly to Tooley that I wasn't going to sleep with him. (Subtle Mary was out in full force. Not.) S&T wandered off as our powers of communication diminished, but not before I'd attempted to sing Tooley the Have You Ever Been High as Fuck song. I failed. But here it is, Tooley, as promised:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Df_O-EBjVrk
Joos finally found us sitting outside the Bulldog trying to figure out how to walk and took us home, like a savior, coming out of the night with a halo of glory around his Basque head. Or so it appeared to us.
We were then innocently eating a box of stale Safeway cookies when who should descend upon us but Spenser, the Karl of Piraeus. In my weakened state, I still managed to drag myself upstairs to hide. Trevor couldn't move and had to listen to him until like 1:30 when he mustered the energy to escape.
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