i went over to my friends for a drug deal and he said i could just stay the night and i'm like, "alright sweet"
so at around 11pm we start rolling 3 beautiful loving blunts from a pack of silver white owls, takes us about 30 minutes. they crispied up like mcdonalds french fries
we go out and smoke these 3 blunts but we left shoemarks in the windowsill (which we will get back to)
now the weed was some smelly ass loving purp that was the most beautiful stuff i've ever seen. i could've got high if i licked the THC crystals off my loving fingers, thats how good this stuff was
now AFTER we smoked i went and jacked off and asked for nudes from this one girl (which was a mistake) and got some, and i nutted which killed most of my high
so it's later in the day and we've all eaten breakfast and stuff we head back to my buddy's room in which i get 1.5g's of this stuff for 15 bucks (which is not bad at all). i put it in a secret pocket of my big denim jacket. THIS is what does us. the bathroom already smells like stuff since literally everyone but me took a stuff in there at one point, so that's not the issue.
the issue was the weed in my denin jacket. i had a few dryer sheets and it was inside TWO bags. THAT's how smelly this stuff was.
my friends dad comes in and notices the shoemarks and he goes "did ya'll sneak out and get some ladies" and we just kinda sat there and looked at him, and then he walked out.
then he comes BACK in and throws a stuff ton of shoes on the ground (none of them fit) and my friend goes "dad this isnt a loving goodwill" and then his dad starts loving lighting him up. he's screaming his damn head off and calling him a self-centered entitled pusillanimous individual and stuff like that.
then he goes "GET IN THE CAR" to take him to his moms house. and then his stepmom comes in and goes "does anyone have pot? it smells like pot" and i loving stuff my pants. I was the reason it smelled like that. my big denim jacket just was not big enough. so we are walking down the hallway and his dad comes running down the hall and he goes "DOES HE HAVE WEED IN HIS ROOM?" (which he didn't, it was in one of my friend's bags). his dad walked RIGHT loving past me and i smelled like dank.
thankfully we were able to walk down his long ass loving driveway and we escaped freely.
this isn't the first time this has happened, either
(also if i didn't write clearly enough just tell me, i'm kind of stuff at writing)
