So last night, I experienced the best gas station convenience store stop ever. A group of friends and I had just ripped 2 bongs loaded with purps and smoked a blunt of purps, my friend and I walk into shell and I get an arizona, he goes to the counter and I get in line behind him. There's a high school girl working, probally her first day. My friend gets to the counter and asks for 5 zig zag 2 packs: 1 of each flavor. And he throws a pack of skittles in too. She asks for her id cause she's new and goes "on a scale of 1-10 how fucking stoned are you right now?" My friend responds with an 8, and we leave. Fucking hilarious order though. We should've gone back later and bought 1 more pack of wraps and 1 pack of skittles. It would've been epic.
So it was the best gas station visit ever because the cashier realized you were stoned? Boy, sure does sound like a good time!
when she asked "on a scale of one to ten, how fucking stoned are you right now?", you should've said "pretty fuckin' high."