buzz off
It’s hard to blog when you’re on a bender, but I’ll try. The fine details are out the window, superfluous. I went to work on a new job, some old Welsh man is the GC. He’s looking all around for something so I finally ask what.
“I rolled a joint and it fell out of my pocket, I’m sure of it. When I answered my phone. I hope the lady of the house doesn’t find it…”
and that’s all, because I need to go make love to my lady.
When I worked for the school district down there on the peninsula I dropped a gram of hash at the elementary school. Rick kinda freaked out. We found it after and exhaustive search of like two hours. Little kids were walking around and shit.
Comment by al — April 5, 2008 @ 5:55 pm
Let’s let it be known you were hired to paint there, and weren’t just hanging around the elementary school at recess…
i love getting high and losing something. It happens everytime, and by the time you find whatever you lost, you aren’t high any more.
Comment by Rolston — April 6, 2008 @ 11:31 pm