Okay,
So a few years ago, one night my friend Sherman and I decided to go smoke acouple of joints in the woods behind his house. After we finished, we decided to pack my bowl just for good measure. We were RIPPED. So like any twoo good stoners, we needed snacks. It just so happens that there is a Stop and Shop through the woods behind his house, so off we went.
I headed straight for the entemens raspberry danish and nesquick, my sherman got trapped by the ben and jerrys cooler (that thing is bad enough straight....imagine deciding among 30 flavors baked). So we each picked out like 2 pints and started to head out. We looked SOO high it wasnt even funny.
We were leaving the isle and because I wasnt looking I bumped into someone coming around the corner and dropped my stuff everywhere haha. I mean stuff went flying! So i started mumbling "oh im sorry!" and stuff and then I realised I had literally bumped into 3 fully dressed, on duty, mass state troopers
.........
My brain exploded. I had a cashed pipe in my pocket......im carrying 2 pints of ice cream, 1 big ass danish, chips and chocolate milk. The conversation went as follows.
"Hey sorry about that officer........." - me
"Its okay. Just watch out where your going" -officer 1
"............" - us
"What are you guys doing with all this food?" - officer 2(its 2am by the way)
"Oh....umm we are just hungery" - me
"You are going to eat all of it?"- officer 1
"Why do you want some?" - sherman (i swear to god he said those
exact words)
".................................................. ............." - all of us
"........you boys better be getting back"- officer 2
"okay goodnight.....sirs" - me
my heart is thumping a mile a minute........we get to the checkout and I hear one of them yell "HEY!" and start running towards us. I think about running because of the state of mind im in..........fight or flee!?
"you guys dropped this" he said, and handed me my fucking danish.
Best/worst thing ever.