theloadeddragon
Well-Known Member
i was young. really young. Someone died, and it was a wake n bake. uncle and brother and I went for a walk (no idea why I was included) smoked 3 fatties.... they made it a point that I inhale a good amount of oxegyn and hold it in until I couldnt help but cough cough cough.... they laughed and had a good time focussing on me getting high. then went strait to the funeral services. I sat in the front row passing out and falling out of my chair drooling in front of everyone. At some point a bell was wrung and I somehow got accross the street where I proceeded to eat a bunch of KFC while dozing in the deceased favorite recliner. they took me out for another smoke and carried me sleeping back to their RV..... it was obvious to the whole family... some looks of disappointment, and some knowing grins is all I remember.