Brings back a memory of driving stoned on the freeway. All white knuckle and sitting bolt upright to look at the speedometer that read 45.I can’t drive for a shit stoned but I can play.

Brings back a memory of driving stoned on the freeway. All white knuckle and sitting bolt upright to look at the speedometer that read 45.I can’t drive for a shit stoned but I can play.
Without a word he reached in his pocket and pulled out his stealth pipe with a sliding cover. He could hit it at the table and have it back in his pocket undetected except by close observation. So he hands it to me. So I imitated his stealth technique and turned my back to the bar and hit it. I wasn't scared.![]()
Read me my rights, as if I didn’t know thisOut of the car, longhair.
Oh wow Thank you. That's perfect for my morning fitness. Dance baby dance.
Exactly!Practice under the influence can lead to some very mind blowing discovery. The drawback is I can't remember what it was the next day.![]()
In my senior year of high school, my math teacher sent a message to me through her son (we ran track together):In my extensive experience in jackassery, I have found nothing is as stealth as I thought it was.
For example, I can vividly remember wanting to wake and bake before school, but not wanting to smoke outside while waiting for the bus.
My solution was to wrap rubber bands around toilet paper tubes covered in dryer sheets. This would allow me to smoke in the basement, while hovering by th window.
Thought was a pretty “Stealth” maneuver until I heard my dad’s Elephant feet stomping towards me mere milliseconds after my first exhale.
We salute Ed Zackary.Exactly!
That’s how it happens,Wound up getting jumped and beat uncouncious by two guys, but a story for another time.