The other day..
As I have gotten older, the smoking has been a lot less often. But the other day an old friend of mine and I met up in the ATL, and he had some great bud. I was driving home after coming down a bit, and remembering the old days when you were called a stoner, and we would hot box the cars, which I was reminded again from one of the comments on here. Thanks by the way, its nice to know someone is reading. Now in case you dont know the term hot boxing, that is where you fill the car up with smoke with all the windows closed, so not only are you getting the first hand smoke, the 2nd is fucking you up as well.. I was hanging with the Ramsey boys and Chuds and J and I were hot boxing their old Vette with the Che option.. or better known as a chevette.. We were at the old park near my place, just smoking and smoking and well smoking.. we hot boxed the shit out of the car.. after a few minutes chudley decided it was time to leave, so he opened the window just enough for him to be able to see out. we got to one of the lights, and this older couple was next too us just staring at these 3 idiots in a car with a ton of smoke coming out the cracks of the windows. The old guy says something about it being illegal. we went about a half mile to the grade school and some of our friends were playing ball, and of course they noticed us pull in and came on over to give a wasssup to us.. we opened the doors and the rest of the smoke comes out, and of course they are wanting to get into a new session with us.. Of course we are soo fucked up laughing, but of course we are all for some more… I dont know how we did it, but we got 9 dudes into a vette, and smoked kept that fucker hot boxed for a long time.. we would sneak out quick get some air, and jump back in for more.. One of the dudes who was the least stoned ran over to the store, and spent somewhere around 48 bucks on munchies. We spent the rest of the afternoon and evening hoping in and out of the vette smoking and laughing, and of course munching.. I do remember heading back to rookies place, and his sister saying that we reaked of pot, and to not let his parents near us… we eneded up watching Highlander at his place till we all came down.. I walked home from Rooks, and of course he came out for the walk too just to smoke one more.. There are many hot box stories I have been involved with, but right now, I am done..
P.S. the smoke my friend hooked me up with rocks, did I say that?? Time for a mini alone daytime special, even though it is only 3:20.. its an hour later somewhere..
Peace & Smiles
August 25th, 2006 at 11:18 am
Me and my buddy hooked up with some random girl I messaged on myspace the other night. I was randomly messaging peopel shit and I told her me and my buddy were bout to go smoke a blunt and she said for us to pick her up. We were already high so we were like fuck it, so we pick her up and hot box the car. My budddy is married with two kids and im in a long term relationship with 1 kid, but it’s fun to just be an asshole sometimes.
August 28th, 2006 at 1:14 pm
Hmmm…with no direct participation, I did once see some recycled smoke, not in a car, but in a weird gadget that looked like a double-ended giant basting syringe, except with large openings at each end. Two smokers passed a joint back and forth, holding it in for a time, then exhaling into the big baster thing, by which time the other smoker was passing back the joint, and breathing in the smoke inside the tube. They kept that going until they were giggling too hard to coordinate things, then they wandered off to the kitchen for food.
They were happy folks.
September 2nd, 2006 at 1:27 pm
Just wanted to thank you for being so vocal about your choices, and spreading the norml word. I love your icon pics. I look forward to your posts. I’m sorry to hear about the rocks. Some “friend”, huh? Hope you r okay. I know you know who I am, but I wonder if we knew each other, we have so much in common.
In the 70’s I had a girlfriend whose husband was a CPD cop. Their best friends lived across the street, and that husband held some serious rank in the CPD. Anytime they got to bust someone with “intent to sell” amounts, these 2 cop-friends would write the report for less than the amount confiscated, keep some, then the wife would sell it. They had the best weed in that area. But by then, I had gotten used to the Thai Sticks in the military.
I was home on leave when some old golf geezers threw my dad a birthday party. He always smoked a pipe, so one of the guests thought it would be funny to give him an ounce of weed for his pipe. I’m sitting at this huge dinner party, drooling. I knew the weed had to be good, it was from a local JUDGE! My cool dad ended up giving it to me after the party, and I rolled a 6 inch joint from those rolling machines that Spike’s store used to sell. He tried it and fell asleep in his chair.
The hot boxing car story is priceless. I watched my young boytoy drive away the other day in his van and roll down his window; he had hot boxed an entire van all by himself. He was headed to play golf, smoke is pouring out his window and I’m praying he doesn’t get pulled over. He ended up gettng his first hole-in-one that day. God, I love him.
I hope we can become friends. You r too cool.
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May 13th, 2008 at 1:30 pm
ok me an my 2 cusin an my best friend went ridin around out in the country smokin out of a homemade pipe an we all were fucked up like hardcore fucked up when all of a sudden we saw somethin big run across the road an my cusin was like dude did usee that we where like yah its nuthin so we kept goin an smokin then all of a sudden we hear this really loud crack like somethin stepped on a big stick so we where all like lets get the hell out of here so we left an went to the cemetery an saw my me an my cusins grandpas grave we all sit around it an light it up with my grandpa well thats all i really have to say i thought itwas crasy u really need to hang with us an smoke we have crasy ass times an when we smoke we dnt stop till we are so fucked up we cnt move hey if u become my friend maybe i will tell u about the time me an my cusin an my x boyfriend an my cusins man where all smokin an are car died in the middle of the highway my x an my cusins man all got out an tryed to push the car well my cusin got it stared my x hopped in the car an well my cusins man we kinda ran him over with the car sorry bubba i still love u we all laughed even him i guess cus we where fucked up
May 13th, 2008 at 1:31 pm
ok me an my 2 cusin an my best friend went ridin around out in the country smokin out of a homemade pipe an we all were fucked up like hardcore fucked up when all of a sudden we saw somethin big run across the road an my cusin was like dude did usee that we where like yah its nuthin so we kept goin an smokin then all of a sudden we hear this really loud crack like somethin stepped on a big stick so we where all like lets get the hell out of here so we left an went to the cemetery an saw my me an my cusins grandpas grave we all sit around it an light it up with my grandpa well thats all i really have to say i thought itwas crasy u really need to hang with us an smoke we have crasy ass times an when we smoke we dnt stop till we are so fucked up we cnt move hey if u become my friend maybe i will tell u about the time me an my cusin an my x boyfriend an my cusins man where all smokin an are car died in the middle of the highway my x an my cusins man all got out an tryed to push the car well my cusin got it stared my x hopped in the car an well my cusins man we kinda ran him over with the car sorry bubba i still love u we all laughed even him i guess cus we where fucked up