Last Night...

So last night I take off at around 11 o'clock. Because I'm short on cash right now, I could only buy a dime, so I meet up w/ a homie and we start blazin in his garage outta his pipe. We smoke 2 bowls, and decide to head out. We're walkin down to the beach near our place to hit my bubbler, when a homie calls who lives literally right near we were about to go to and asks if we wanna hotbox our car, and we yell out "HELL YEA"

So we're all stoked, the kid pulls up in his red Ford Explorer, and we drive up to some road completly hidden and start blazin. We pack bowls in the pipe, and bubbler at the same time, and the place is startin to get smokey...

Shit. So now we're done w/ all the weed. It's gone, but the place is smoked UP. So this kid asks if we wanna hit the hooka. Yea, so he pulls it out, gets the coals goin and we start it up. In the beggin aint to much smoke is comin out but soon its just LEAKIN smoke like CRAZY. The place is officially HOT BOXED. I cant see anyone. I feel like I'm falling. WOW. I was fucked up.

After that we roll around hittin the hookah and end up pickin up some fools w/ some BOMB BUD that they got from their bro, a 1.9 dub of some CHRONIC. So we blaze a few mo bowls then I go home and CRASH. Fun fun...