Ok so yesterday i smoked the last of this really dank shit i got like 2 weeks ago. But then when i woke up in the morning today i was like "damn i dont got no bud for today...and its friday!...damn". so i was like ok, this sucks, i gotta buy more. So i went work and did my usual shit.. At 2 i texted my usual hookup and was like "yo can i get some bud?" he was like "im gonna get a patch soon, so ill hit u up when i do" then i waited.... It was 5, and i was like he should have got that pick up and hit me up...so i texted him back. "whats the news man" and hes like "no bud" And i was like "NOOOO!!!" but not really cause i dont need bud THAT bad. But it was kind of like that. Anyways, i was pissed.. I decided to go to my prep place and see if i can get any junk into a shit bowl. Better than nothing i guess. But it wasn't enough, and i was like what am i gonna do?? So i thought. Were else would bud be laying around?? Hmmm..... Then i looked at the bag, with tape on it. THe reason that tape was on it was because there was holes in the bag.. and i remembered that 2 weeks ago when i bought the weed. I remembered that i had found a stray bud in my pants after i put the bag of weed in my pocket... So i went to my car, and i checked the floor of my car.. And i found BIG ol giant bud of weed, it even had those red strands in it, and still smelled sooo dank. So, i blazed it up, and all i gots to say is hell yeah.
I love finding weed. I'm not sure if it's actually considered "sad" by anyone's standards, but I feel my body cry tears of joy when I find miscellaneous weed.