I actually had that happen to me back in 1980. I was on holiday in the USA and I'd bought a used Mustang. Somewhere near Garberville in N. Cal, on Route 1, I gave a ride to a logger who'd run off the road. He was high and offered me some too. Purple weed from Garberville. Holy smokes... I don't know how I managed to stay on the road.
I asked him if he could sell me some and he came out with the 'are you a cop' routine. I mean, this is how I was, the photo. Did I look like a cop?
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