So yesterday I was looking to get some green and a friend told me to meet him out in the woods where he was going camping.
Well I didn't find him, but the camp I found (deep out in the woods) apparently was a hippy retreat for 4/20 and that explains quite a bit. My cousin told me its called key-oh-key or some shit like that and they come from all over to go out in the woods and get fucked up.
Then my fucking tire blew and I almost got stranded out there in the middle of fucking nowhere, my car almost fell on my arm twice and I didn't even get any weed...
I didn't realize what it was until my cousin told me about the camp and 4/20 coming up in the next few days or I might have tried to buy some shit from em.
Last Edit: April 19, 2009, 08:07:55 pm by Coxswain
DEUCE: MEETING THE URINE UP CLOSE AND PERSONAL AND REALIZING IT'S JUST LIKE ME AND MY PREJUDICES THIS WHOLE TIME WERE COMPLETELY FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF PTTTTHTHTHH GOD IT'S EVERYWHERE<br />DEUCE: FUCK THIS TASTES LIKE PISS<br />PANTS: WHERE IT SHOULD TASTE LIKE COTTON CANDY OR PICKLES<br />DEUCE: OR AT LEAST LIKE URINE NOT PISS