Stories of luck: bad to good

Discussion in 'Real Life Stories' started by 204winnipeg420, Jun 27, 2012.

  1. All right so this week i went to alberta. I searched for a dealer for like three days then finally, i made friends with someone i met at the bong store. He told me he could get me some weed if i gave him some money. I agreed, but he gave me his shoes so i could trust him. He told me to meet him at the mcdonalds at 6:30, so i went there and waited till 8:15 until i gave up. So i had lost 50$, the shoes he gave me were some walmart brand. I was pretty pissed off so i decided to go home, but on the way some guy outside of a police station offered me 2$ for my lighter. I agreed, and went back to mcdonalds to buy a drink. When i got there there was a guy who smelled like weed and had a marley shit on so i talked to him. He offered to blaze me if i bought him some munch! So after a cheeseburger eating session, we went to his place and packed a few bowls. I told him about how i got chinced, so he felt bad and gave me an eighth, for free! So thats my story, whats yours?
     
  2. Lost all my money in Vegas , down to $6 and no weed. Bus didn't leave for another 8 hours and to leave earlier woulda been an extra $45 for me and my buddies (we only had $37 between us 3) and greyhound wouldent let it slide.
    Decided to try to win the $8 at casino next door, both buddies went broke, I walked in with $10 an went down to $6 playing slots. !FUCK ! No money to eat or go home (for another 8hours) feelin like shit, cuz even when I did get home , I had no money for herb..
    Said fuck it - walked to the craps table (craps is where me and my buddies lost all our cash) , put down$5 bet- with that and in under 10 minutes I was up $85!! Yeah baby!! Walked away to the bus station to pay the $45 and get the fuck hom. With a extra $40 for an eighth!
    So we get to the greyhound and they remembered us and let us up onto the earlier bus without having to pay the $45!!! Yup me and my buddies hopped on feeling good!! And up $85 !! So we get home , i buy a quad of some bomb sour D, and treat my homies to a buffet- needless to say , we fealt like fucking kings.
     

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