RangerDanger
New Member
Mid-70's.
Me and my friend Brad are driving back from the S.F. valley where we had spent hours looking for weed with no luck.
So I'm driving my van on the 101 N.
Brad looks over to his right and then says "Hey that guy's blazing a doobie".
I glance over and there's a guy in a van smoking a joint.
Brad rolls down the window and makes a motion like hey how about a hit?
So the guy rolls down his window and while we're both driving side-by-side at a steady 65 mph on the Ventura Frwy passes the joint to Brad. Brad takes a hit, passes it to me, I take 2 hits, pass it back to Brad and he passes it back to the guy in the other van.
We do it again, still 65 mph. It was good weed so brad yells "Hey can you sell us a pinch?"
The guy smiles, nods and we both get off at the next off-ramp and end up buying a half oz. from the guy.
Me and my friend Brad are driving back from the S.F. valley where we had spent hours looking for weed with no luck.
So I'm driving my van on the 101 N.
Brad looks over to his right and then says "Hey that guy's blazing a doobie".
I glance over and there's a guy in a van smoking a joint.
Brad rolls down the window and makes a motion like hey how about a hit?
So the guy rolls down his window and while we're both driving side-by-side at a steady 65 mph on the Ventura Frwy passes the joint to Brad. Brad takes a hit, passes it to me, I take 2 hits, pass it back to Brad and he passes it back to the guy in the other van.
We do it again, still 65 mph. It was good weed so brad yells "Hey can you sell us a pinch?"
The guy smiles, nods and we both get off at the next off-ramp and end up buying a half oz. from the guy.