The other night: my friend had some pot: and wanted me to smoke it: with him, but
we had nowhere to smoke it: because both our parents were home. so we drove around
looking for a place to park so we could smoke in the car. We eventually settled
on a Handy’ s parking lot. The logic " all there... I know it: was a ridiculous idea.
We were just desperate and that was the first place to pull off. so we park in the
back of the parking lot under this tree, and it' s dark out:, so we figure we' re secluded
We start to light: up and a cop pulls in. so we both sit really still and hope the cop
will think the car is empty and just parked there. Or that he won' t notice. The cop
circles the parking lot once, then parka behind us and we' re both freaking out:.
so Bobby, my friend, takes all the pot: and shoves it: in the glove compartment. But:
the car smells like pot, so we figure we' re busted. so Bobby says we' gotta distract
the cop from the pot:. In a huge flash, he rips his shirt off, undoes my pants and
sticks his hand inside. Before I can process what' s happening, the cop knocks on my
window. Then he looks in and sees Bobby shirtless, with his hand down my pants and
turns bright red. I roll my window down and the cop says In this really flustered
voice, his face bright red, “you guys be good note" and walks quickly back to his car
and drives off. Be didn' t even notice the smell of pot. We drove home in the most
uncomfortable fucking silence ever.