Things you wished you could forget

Y

Yurt

Willin to be Chillin
So there I am. On my happy small town central coast town and hosting my mother (whom I love dearly) and jackass. Yep, step jerk of the year award.

I take them to one of the fanciest restaurants and it is on the creek. We all order and he orders his steak and literally has it taken back twice.

One time I can understand, sorta, but two times? I wanted to throw him in the creek.
 
So there I am, smoking the evil herb (as it was known back then) and these police come around and everyone splits.

I'm left with pipe in my hand a bowl full of herb. And it is just me now. Coward friends ran away.

So I take another hit, and quietly try to walk away and three heathens starred walking my way, so I ditched everything and went into the crowd to blend.

It worked, cost me, but it worked.

If you need a lawyer call me... :rofl2:
 
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