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Originally Posted by Bacchanal
I've actually fucked up Ramen noodles while high. I didn't think that was possible.
Those were the days. They soon shall be again.
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OMG, I didn't think it was possible either
Reading this thread reminded me of a time long ago in a land far away . . .
Here's my BUSTED story:
When I was in high school I was sunning on our patio and had my happy stash outside with me. The phone rang, I went inside to answer it, and completely forgot about my stash until later. I looked but could not find it. I shrugged and went on with life.
Fast forward a few years, one day my mom asks if I remember leaving my stash bowl on the back patio a few years ago. I wasn't sure how to respond until I saw her smile. Then, she tells me she is so sorry, when she found it she gave it to some of her co-workers because at that time she thought it was "bad news" (after she divorced my father and started to live, she learned otherwise.) Then, she hands me a joint with the words "happy birthday" written on it, from my step dad. It was good stuff btw
Do I have a cool mom, or what?