There i decide to smoke this shit up because my knee hurts really bad, and wow i am impressed. I took my garden chair to the front yard so i had a plain view over the playground, just a side note that was the best day of my life. I sat there for hours smoking and grating my private parts. That's when this van drives up to the house and out steps a huge black man with sunglasses, he shows me some kind of shiny plate (police badge?) and the next thing i know i'm in jail for watching the kids play. Appareantely some old menopause hag had called the cops on me, what's wrong with a middle aged man dreaming? turn's out my marujiana licence dosen't count either because the nearest police house was outside the state of california. Great right? Well it get's better. After spending the night there they decide im harmless and i get to go, but they took my smokey :( .
And when i finally get back to the house i'm faced with even more awkwardness, my father apparently took the liberty to carry my bag down for me. but it wasn't closed, and do you think that blind ass saw that? no! And there he stands on the porch holding my brand spanking new alien fleshlite, when i walk up to me he of course asks me what it is, as he hasn't seen one before. Well what was i going to say? I quickly grasped it and held it behind my back, you could see the shadow of it wobbling.. And i say without hesitating it is a neck support. End of that story at-least.
And that pretty much sums up the most carzy weekend of my life, also i'm thinking of growing grass in my closet now.