he wasnt actually gonna knife me but im home now, this was a half hour ago or so. we smoked 1 fat blunt, i was lifted and still am. feeling just amazing and hazy and real good you know. anyway my friend pulls out a pencil and goes "PHONE CHECK, GET MERKED SON." and i laughed but i was scared cause i didnt know if i was gonna get stabbed or not.
next time you're with him and smokin a B, whip out a kitchen knife with bloodstains on it and yell 'GET MERKED SON'
Next time you're with him and smokin a B, whip out a giant perch, and yell "GET PERCHED SON" ! Procede with the fish slapping.
^ Lol, i had to use urban dictionary for "phone check".. pretty interesting. Anyways cool story brah.