Whens the last time you picked up your hoodie and it was about 5x heavier than usual and you found rocks in the pockets?
Well. Its happened to me a few times, this certain case was because of my evening last night.. let me explain.
So im new to the a big city, spending 15 years of my life in a town of 80ooo people. Which is a large reason why i got the hell out of there, anyways. Going through some rough transitions, partly in the job aspect, as i am currently unemployed I took my last few dollars and bought myself a mickey of alberta pure vodka and predrank before hitting the strip club. Which got in for free cuz the establishment has free passes online to download. Score. An old friend, much older than myself is in town travelling. I dropped in and surprised him earlier, not at the club at his job, and we arranged to meet at the strip joint. Once getting there didnt spot him, so I waited maybe 2 minutes when he came over and said hi just got here. $10 in pocket, beers were on sale $5 each so 2 beers we go. Now I was there for a good hour and a half or more, went out smoked a joint, which now in cowtown I have only smoked up once in a month so hell yea i jumped on that opportunity. (im a bc boi) So if ya didnt know, drinking Then smoking weed takes things to a whole new level, my case usually black out and baad things happen. Sitting beside a pole kinda on its own with a table beside it, everyone I was with left to go have a smoke, which ive managed to quit for a few weeks so i stayed inside, they told me to watch their drinks. Well people came, grabbed the drinks and went off, well I only knew one guy, my old friend, and im stoned and hammered, not paying attention everybody came back.. "wheres our drinks?" so clicked in right infront of me people linched my friends, friends beverages. so there was a brand new korona with lime infront of me nobody touched it and i told my friend to have it. Sat down for maybe 2-3 minutes this dumb trick walks up to me sayin "my friends think you drank their drinks" my reply "well your friends thought wrong".. her reply "oh well we'll check the cameras and prove you wrong" so i assume sure works there or has trick connections... my friend then turns to me sayin i think that he was lookin for a good brawl, so I told him to keep his beer bottle just incase something goes down. he left to another table aha and i see the chick talkin to a table of guys and everybody now lookin at me.. so time to go lol. walked over to buddy, said pleasure seein ya again, and take care on your journey, catchya later..
Got around the corner of strip club expecting people to follow me which immediately I look in my surrounding environment for weapons, closest thing is rocks along side the A&W. so fill up good handful each pocket and start my 4 block walk home. always lookin over my shoulders, walk through bright lights, preferably in areas with cameras for evidence if shit happened. Growin up in my old town had very high crime rate and many mobs of people walkin the streets lookin to scrap and stomp ppl so I always check ma shit... but anything or anyone come up on me you getting a mouth full of broken teeth and rocks then i bounce. Good thing it didnt come to that last night so made it home safe... woke up at 8am, the time i was supposed to be across the city at a new job.. so went back to sleep.
Went to go to walmart pickup some junk and discovered the rocks and wham! thought my memory wud make a good blog.
Keep ya thoughts on me and ma page, and ill continue to have so oddities and strange stories to entertain.
AFK ciao
