Finally, after calming my cousins friend down by finding his cell phone for the fourth time, I started noticing my cousin sort of looking around the trailer , his pace had quicken, but then he always had a bop to his walk but, no matter, I was watching him too. Closely. Finally, wondering why, if he had just smoked some weed he was so well, boppy, kind of springing up on his feet, walking, bopping, pretty quick, obviously looking for something, he went back into that back bedroom. Immediately he came back out looking panic stricken. Oh God, now what?
He asked both of us if we had seen his black and milds, those skinny cigars. I looked on that same ratty table in the middle of the front room and put them in my purse. I wasn't going to go through his craziness four times. We left. Onward and Southward .
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Stranger Tripps The Devil Weed
HumorTwo die-hard hippies take an enormously harrowing, crazy, nine hundred mile hilarious journey. One grabbing onto and into seeking for his long lost youth, the other just itching to make the trip to see if she hasn't lost her sense of outrageous spo...
