An Adventure with Weed...

So. This thread comes to you from last night's events. Acorn327 and myself met up yesterday in the city where we go to College. My dealer was out of town and my baby crop was harvested. I called my dealer and he gave me a number. I called the kid and he mumbled something about yes he could hook me up. Well after playing phone tag with him, I went and exhausted my contacts trying to score some weed.

Turns out, no one has weed.

Then my phone rings. It's my buddy Franz who has been my friend for 17 years and is perhaps one of the biggest Stoners I know. He taught me. He tells me that he is going to be bored because his room mates all went home and he was getting off work early. The moment he mentioned "Blazing", Acorn and I were sold. After I get off the phone with Franz, Acorn and I decided to smoke the very last bit of our weed. I pack the bowl with what little we had and then i remember the harvested weed. The buds that we got off of our first grow op. measured out to be around 6 grams. This was surprising enough being as we barely had anything right for growing weed. Our pots were too small, not enough soil, not enough light, not enough nutrients, fucked up light cycles, seeds were poorly germinated and the first time we watered them, we used a spray bottle that despite cleaning it, sprayed hair spray over the plants. Yea, I know. Wow.

(We have learned a fuck ton this year and our op for next year is already in the works, ordered seeds and lights.)

Weed Moral # 1: Marijuana is a Bad Ass Motherfucking Plant.

Anyway, we have some popcorn buds drying in the closet. I go and snag em and yes I know I should have waited longer being as they had only been drying for a day or two. We take em, break em and then we burned them up. We were shocked at how high we got. The high was nice. It crept up on you. We were just smoking and watching TV and talking. Everything was chill. Not high. BAM. High as fuck.

We chill for awhile until we can drive.

Weed Moral # 2: However fun, driving high is not a good idea. I have met some fantastic high drivers but it is always better to be safe than sorry.

The drive out to Cobleskill takes about 45mins and we just chill and listen to Eminem's new album. With me I have 3 dutchies (Dutch Masters), A pack of slow burning Zig Zags, A lighter and about $60. Acorn has about $30 dollars and a digital scale stowed away in the car.

Weed Moral # 3: ALWAYS BE PREPARED.

We arrive. Franz is still at work so Acorn and I go grab some grub. We find a Taco Bell combined with a KFC. I spend about 6 bucks and get two gorditas, a medium drink and a cheesey beef burrito. Acorn spends the same and he gets two snackers, coleslaw, nachos, a beef burrito and a drink. Acorn 1 Me 0.

Weed Moral #4: Any weed adventure NEEDS good munchies.

Franz meets us in the parking lot and we follow him to his pad. We chill for a bit and Franz, the expert that he is, is talking on the phone and rolling a joint at the same time. One hand on the phone, the other on the joint.

He rolls a masterpiece without trying and we smoke.

Great thing I brought papers, he was out.

Then he informs us that he is also out of weed.


The Hunt, unfortunately, goes on. We find out about a chick that deals from the Movie Gallery. She is dry. We find out about another girl who always has weed. She isn't home. We discover an old friend who deals. Nadda. His sister deals as well, nope. The older brother. Has weed and is willing to DRIVE it to us. Fantastic. Acorn and I throw down $40 dollars and the kids says he will be there in about 15 mins. I gut a dutch while we wait. A knock at the door, it's the kid, we pay him and he gives us 4 grams. I roll a pimp blunt that we smoke down to the roach. We split the roach and roll a joint. Then we build a steam roller and smoke that. Needless to say, we were destroyed. Then Franz goes on to do some crazy weed tricks. He shows Acorn a Waterfall and we build some smoking devices. The thing that blew my mind was that Franz handed me a joint that was perfectly balanced on his index finger. He chose that moment to reveal to us that he was a Jedi.

Weed Moral # 5: All Smokers Are Not Created Equal.


Before the dealer left he warned us about a road block that the cops were doing. Well hours after smoking, we wanted to head home. We get to the car, hide everything and then we drive along some back roads to avoid the road block and hit a gas station to get gas so we could make the drive home. We pass about 5 stations all of them closed. We see a Hess that looks hopeful but is closed. I know of a few stations a little further down to road so that is what I suggest. We continue on and as we begin to go over a hill, we see the glow of road flares and police lights. We pick our jaws up and make a quick decision. Acorn shuts the lights off and makes a quick K turn. We fly out of there and get on the Highway.

Weed Moral # 6: See Moral # 2.

By some luck, we make it back to Oneonta and find a 24 hour gas station. Our paranoia began to fade and I went in the station to pay for our gas. I hand her a 20 and tell her I want $12 in gas and two BabyRuth bars. By some luck, she hands me $12 back and we head home. We munch out in my kitchen and pack up the bong. After some TV we both passed out, caught hella Z's and baked when we woke up. A night to remember to say the least.


Mission: Complete.

 

Dude, my entire life is a Weed Crusade. Yeah man, if I did not get high after all of that, I would have killed someone. lol

 

Thanx man and I hear ya. Everything just fit so well, even the bad shit, I knew I had to post it. lol

 

hell yea, you grimey fuck. lol If we got busted, that would have been awful.

 

Thanx man.