So I'm chillin on the couch in my apartment playin some video games cuz this is my day off from classes. So I'm sitting there and I get this knock on the door. (Knock knock knockedy knock). I figure its my neighbor who maybe wants to smoke some good ganja, so I answer the door, and BAM! 3 boys in blue with the badges 
. My first reaction was "shit its the cops!" and I had like 2 pipes, a hitter, and a slide sittin on my coffee table. So I freeked the shit out until they said that they were from the fire department doing a check and all. So Im tryin to be all cool and suave picking up the pipes and putting them in my back pocket, and one fireman comes into my computer room where I left my hookah last. He didnt say anything, and I had a box of hookah tobacco on my coffeetable and said "if you are wondering, I went to New York last year and visited some hookah bars, and I got hooked. (total bullshit). He said, "Son, I really could give a shit less if you smoke hookah tobacco or weed. You are in college right? Well, you can trust that I wont say anything." So they left and I scraped the resin out of all my bowls and smoked it ALL, I was so freaked out! Well, thats my story of the day. yep.
To the 1 or less persons who read my journal, have a good one, and dont leave your shit out!
. My first reaction was "shit its the cops!" and I had like 2 pipes, a hitter, and a slide sittin on my coffee table. So I freeked the shit out until they said that they were from the fire department doing a check and all. So Im tryin to be all cool and suave picking up the pipes and putting them in my back pocket, and one fireman comes into my computer room where I left my hookah last. He didnt say anything, and I had a box of hookah tobacco on my coffeetable and said "if you are wondering, I went to New York last year and visited some hookah bars, and I got hooked. (total bullshit). He said, "Son, I really could give a shit less if you smoke hookah tobacco or weed. You are in college right? Well, you can trust that I wont say anything." So they left and I scraped the resin out of all my bowls and smoked it ALL, I was so freaked out! Well, thats my story of the day. yep.
To the 1 or less persons who read my journal, have a good one, and dont leave your shit out!
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Nice to see someone with the fortitude to sass back. Now let's see if you can give some of the folks on the porch some of that attitude.
BTW, it's your first night. Rule eight applies.
[Edited on Sep 20, 2004 8:54PM]