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Giggle-fest with Amber and Nicole
Substances: Mushrooms and cannabis
By: Joe
E-mail: silentbob@slymotherfucker.com
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Well it started with us getting about 30 bux worth of shwag (for those
not familiar, that's slang for low to med grade pot) which translated
to almost an 8th. My friend Chuck and I went to go pick up Marshall since
he was the one with the bud. We met him at Wendy's, along with his friend
Chris and these two girls from school, Amber and Nicole, both cheerleaders,
both pretty hot. So we roll back to Marshall's and I remember that I still
have some shroom caps that my friend Ryan gave me.
Marshall sees the shrooms and freaks, "Holy shit dude, we gotta put
them in the bob!"
Of course this sounded like a great idea, so we proceed to grind up the
caps and we mix it in with the shwag and roll a nice fat blunt. We then
went over to the marina near Ryan's and meet him there. We chilled at
the marina, just me, Chuck, Marshall, Chris, and Ryan, and took serious
hits from some now very kind bud.
About 10 or 20 minutes later Amber and Nicole showed up. I'm feeling great
now and I sit down on the ground next to Nicole, wanting to find something
to talk about. See, when I get high I tend to get stuck on something to
talk about and I can for for about 5 minutes without shutting up or repeating
anything. It's actually pretty cool. But as I was saying, I start talking
to Nicole and Amber about nothing in particular. Nicole is either really
interested in what I had to say or she was looking at how bloodshot my
eyes were... So... They were kind of pissed that we had started without
them, so we promised they could get first dibs on the next bob.
After just chilling for a few minutes, we hopped the fence and walked
to Nicole's house. I remember they were watching that stupid MTV show
dismissed and I kept begging them to change it. So we finally just went
up to the balcony and sat kumbaya style, passing another fat bob, this
time sans shrooms, unfortunately.
As we all sat around chatting about nothing in particular, a few of the
guys went inside to get some water, cottonmouth was kicking in. Amber
and Nicole decided to stay outside for a little while longer. We were
all pretty goofy and pretty soon we got into a giggle-fest. That's when
Nicole snorted. In all my years in school I had never heard a cheerleader,
much less a hot one like her, snort when she laughs. It was freaking hilarious.
So I was like, "You just... heheheh... like snorted."
Nicole giggled, "Heh, nuh uh, shutup, heh heh..."
She then starts to lean over and falls right off the bench, boom, and
hits the deck! Amber and I nearly died laughing. She scrambled back up
like nothing happened, giggling about how we should go back inside.
After we chilled there for a little while longer we cleared out because
her parents were going to be home soon. So we left and went to Marshall's.
Now Marshall's pad is the perfect bachelor/party house. It's awesome,
with a huge living room, deck, pool table, drink cabinet, everything!
We get back to his house and roll our third and final bob, this time the
wrap was from a cuban cigar. Word of the wise: NEVER, EVER ROLL WITH A
CUBAN WRAP! The reason they're so nasty is they aren't meant to be inhaled.
Oh lord that shit was the worst. If it wasn't for the pot I would have
thrown it out. It burned my throat like crazy. That's a lesson, write
it down.
So we toke the third bob of the night, just me, Chuck, Amber, and Nicole.
By then we were blazed to high heaven. So we decide to play a nice game
of pool. This is where I find out the good way that Nicole's sporting
a red thong with blue trim. Oh yes, now that's a sight to see. But anyway...
We play some pool and Marshall decides to do some shots with some other
girls who showed up soon after the third bob. They aren't stoned, so they
wanna get drunk. They do about 3 shots of vodka and Marshall flips backwards
out of his chair and blacks out for about 10 minutes. It was funny, but
not until after he woke up. So he wakes up and he's ready to do more shots,
but the girls already want to leave! So they go ahead and go home, leaving
me, Chuck, Ryan, and Marshall to chill. So we all go downstairs, them
to do shots and me to watch them. I prefer not to drink since I often
end up as the wheelman. They do about 2 shots and then Marshall's dad
comes downstairs.
"You motherfuckers were smoking pot in the back yard!" he says.
Now we're thinking, oh shit, how does he know? Marshall's arguing with
his dad, asking how does he know it was us and not his sister? His dad
doesn't buy it and sends us packing. Later we found out that he found
a piece of a bong in the back yard, which really wasn't ours, so he didn't
have anything on us anyway. So me, Chuck, and Ryan just rolled back to
Nicole's house and fell asleep in the car outside. That was a crazy day,
and probably the highest I've gotten in a while.
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