"Desperate Times Call For Desperate Measures"
Last night Jamie called me when she got off work. She wanted smoke some cigarettes, but sadly I didn't have any because I had smoked them all with Jana. So, I told her that if she wanted, I would go buy a pack and we could smoke. Sho-nuff, Jamie picked me up at 11:30 or so and we were on our way to Quik Stop on Geer where all the Punjabs work. I rolled on in, bought a pack of Camel Turkish Gold's, Jamie purchased a pack of gum and then we peaced out and headed over to the park. We were sitting there smoking, and talking, and listening to some Chevelle. Well, I asked Jamie if she still had some bud, and yes she did, but unfortunately Michel took the pipe. We didn't have a can nor an apple to make a pipe out of. So, as I'm sitting.. pondering.. a light bulb goes off. WE CAN EMPTY A CIGARETTE AND THEN REPACK IT WITH BUD! Hmph.. Jamie believed it was a lot of work but I thought it could be possible. Well, I started rolling the cigarette back and forth, trying to loosen the tobacco. Eventually, I emptied the whole thing, leaving the cigarette paper in tip top condition. I thought it might be hard to pack the cigarette with weed, so we made a funnel so it would filter down into the cigarette. Sho-nuff, it worked, until a lot of weed started bunching in the funnel. Jamie had to take matters into her own hands and repack the weed into the cigarette. Eventually, we were done. Marijuana Cigarette. That's exactly what we had. We lit the bitch up, started smoking, but it was a bit harder than we imagined. Since it wasn't packed tight, the paper burned faster than the bud. But, because we're pimps, we compromised and made it work. So, moments after we finished our marijuana cigarette Jamie asked me, "do you think it worked?" I replied, "yeah." She said, "yeah, I can feel it, I'm starting to twitch." Hmph. How about that? I mean, it probably took about 30 minutes to empty and repack that cigarette for only about 2 minutes of pleasure. But, then we had a cigarette afterwards, and it just upped our highness, and it was smooth sailing from there on out. Desperate times call for desperate measures, biotch.
Last night Jamie called me when she got off work. She wanted smoke some cigarettes, but sadly I didn't have any because I had smoked them all with Jana. So, I told her that if she wanted, I would go buy a pack and we could smoke. Sho-nuff, Jamie picked me up at 11:30 or so and we were on our way to Quik Stop on Geer where all the Punjabs work. I rolled on in, bought a pack of Camel Turkish Gold's, Jamie purchased a pack of gum and then we peaced out and headed over to the park. We were sitting there smoking, and talking, and listening to some Chevelle. Well, I asked Jamie if she still had some bud, and yes she did, but unfortunately Michel took the pipe. We didn't have a can nor an apple to make a pipe out of. So, as I'm sitting.. pondering.. a light bulb goes off. WE CAN EMPTY A CIGARETTE AND THEN REPACK IT WITH BUD! Hmph.. Jamie believed it was a lot of work but I thought it could be possible. Well, I started rolling the cigarette back and forth, trying to loosen the tobacco. Eventually, I emptied the whole thing, leaving the cigarette paper in tip top condition. I thought it might be hard to pack the cigarette with weed, so we made a funnel so it would filter down into the cigarette. Sho-nuff, it worked, until a lot of weed started bunching in the funnel. Jamie had to take matters into her own hands and repack the weed into the cigarette. Eventually, we were done. Marijuana Cigarette. That's exactly what we had. We lit the bitch up, started smoking, but it was a bit harder than we imagined. Since it wasn't packed tight, the paper burned faster than the bud. But, because we're pimps, we compromised and made it work. So, moments after we finished our marijuana cigarette Jamie asked me, "do you think it worked?" I replied, "yeah." She said, "yeah, I can feel it, I'm starting to twitch." Hmph. How about that? I mean, it probably took about 30 minutes to empty and repack that cigarette for only about 2 minutes of pleasure. But, then we had a cigarette afterwards, and it just upped our highness, and it was smooth sailing from there on out. Desperate times call for desperate measures, biotch.
posted by konstantine at 14:01
2 Comments:
That's some real Macguyver shit right thar.
whora
i hope you at least got rid of the filter, please tell me you got rid of the filter! lol
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