Stupid Pothead Stories

The male rite of passage has always been a road trip.. Guys know this, and girls have been known to take them too… yes..

Well one road trip we decided to take was well nowhere special.. I was living in Vermont, and some of my friends Boxy, Skip, Sheck, and Fritz had nothing to do for like 4 days.. Boxy showed up at my place with a really large bag.. Well after listening too some tunes, and watching a couple of movies.. I can’t remember who said.. lets just get the fuck out of Dodge.. Well Fritz had a station wagon, and we all decided to load up the tent and go.. I was known as the machine when it came to driving. I asked, dudes anywhere in particular… I got NYC, I got Chicago, Atlantic City, so I just took the highway, and drove, and drove and drove, and smoked and smoked and smoked.. we had that shitty car hot boxed bad.. .. well at all hours of the night everyone had slept, and I just started taking the 2 lanes.. well somehow at some point we were in Pittsburgh, and I was tired.. So we stoped at a pit stop.. I smoked a big huge fatty and took a nice long nap..

When I woke up we are somewhere in around Kansas.. Fritz looks at me and says, did you not say they have some good food in KC.. I was like umm yeah, and the tigers are playing the royals this weekend.. we found this awsome steakhouse, and had a huge feast.. nothing like 5 half high munchy wanting guys ordering the biggest steaks..

we enjoyed a great game too.. a pitching duel, 1-0 game.. now I dont remember who was pitching for either team, all I know is that George Brett hit a homer near where we were sitting.. I remember at one point meeting up with these people who said our section smelled like a Grateful Dead concert.. I am surprised we did not get arrested..

well leave it too sheck to get us a place to crash with these people we met up with.. yes they be some smokers.. next morning (well 3 pm) we stopped by another steak house after loading up our lungs with smoke.. Damn great steaks in KC…

we ended up heading north and ended up in Chicago.. So we caught a cubs game, but got high before, cause security was right next to us the entire game.. some good pizza…

we ended up getting home like 2 days late, and boxy and skip both worked at a lodge and it was the offseason so it was ahite.. I got in shit from the PD i worked for, but when I told him the story he was cool… but I think shecks got fired.. which he was the i was gonna quit anyways..

To this day I love road trips, I just don’t drive high as much as when I was invincible..

well peace and smiles..