Half-Baked, Almost Mexico!

Posted: 04/24/2009 | By: 420tour | Under: Uncategorized | 0 Comments

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First off I must say my thanks to weed for all of the fun shit i have done while high.

It was around 98′ or whenever half-baked came out in theatres.. Jeremy came to my house and woke me up at like 12 in the morning like he did every day. We told my grandma we were going to lift weights like Normal (My parents were out of town in like Minnesota or something) which Jeremy probably just did… Then we walked around town through the alleys and stuff and toked up a couple joints… We went back to my house and Jeremy asked out of the Blue, “You wanna go to Mexico?” With no hesitation, I was like, “Yeah, Lets Go!” I said “Hold on, let me wash some clothes and shit” Jeremy was like “Not now dumbass, We don’t even have a car” I was like, “Oh yeah”, but I started washing clothes anyway and started getting packed…

When me and Jeremy were planning to go to mexico, It was Gonna be Were moving to Mexico, Running away from our fucked up little Texas town.. So, I got all my shit packed, Guitar, most all of my clothes, just the shit I needed.. Then we went to Jeremys house and he got his shit packed, by this time We had smoked a lotta weed and it was probably around 4 oclock. We decided that we were gonna steal his parents car, or he decided anyway, and That was cool with me… So around that night We went 15 miles down the road to Our normal little town where we got our weed and I sold my playstation for an ounce of some pretty damn good weed, Morgan gave us the ride and while we were there, or maybe we called ZAK and Jonathan earlier or later They wanted to go with us with no hesitation too… the more the better right.. So before that I think I snuck out my window with my shit then went and got the bud…

When we got back to town, Me and jeremy had like almost Two ounces of bud and we chilled for a little while and waited for his parents to fall asleep So we could get the car, go pick up zak and jonathan and hit the mother fucking open road!! And thats what we did, Me and jeremy went and picked em up,, they snuck out too,, loaded their shit and Hit the road!, it was probably around 2 in the morning by then,, I think they had some more bud too… But when we left. Me and jeremy had my briefcase full of rolled joints 5 packs of camels and 5 packs of Marlboros. So on the road, we toked up and drove and toked up and drove and toked up, and toked up some more, we’d rotate drivers when we could remember or speak anyway, MY ass drove a lotta the way… Shit, ANyway, It was the MOTHER FUCKING SHIT! 15 year old kids on the open road Stoned as hell listening to Tom Petty and the Doors, and Sublime and shit,, It was just the greatest feeling,, like were Fucking Free, ye know? FREE-FALLING!!!, when day time hit, it was fucking awesome, the desert turned to sick ass mountains… we were escaping to the unknown, it ruled! There were some stops along the way, admiring the scenery, toking up, Enjoing our selves… Everything was all good. Shit we got into El Paso TexAss bout an hour before Dark, with a few almost in mexico, not knowing where we were driving before that… We saw a movie theatre with Half Baked playing, so we stopped, stumbled out the car and went in to watch it,,HAlf fucking Baked at that!

I didn’t remember the movie though, i saw it later on and it was like the first time I saw it, I think i passed out in the theatre.. After the movie, we started heading to mexico which was pretty damn close,, Toking up the whole way… I dont know why, but at a rest area, we stopped and stashed our weed under a paper plate,, kissed it good bye and hoped wed meet again,, it was only like a dime bag by now… And bout a mile down the road there was a checkpoint, so we did good by saying bye to our weed. Well, when we got to the checkpoint, Jeremy pulled up, the dude waved him on and Then his Stoned ass rolled his window down. We were like: cking go! he waved us on! SO jeremy took off… Shit our car was Hot Boxed like a mother fucker!! They had to smell that weed! So like a mile down the road, We got fucking pulled over by some border patrol pigs. The reason: they smelled weed from the car… Or maybe they knew the car was stolen, i dont remember,, But whatever the reason, we got dragged out the fucking car, I got thrown on the ground with a gun to my fucking head,, They searched everything, Us, The car, their assholes, whatever… So we get hancuffed, and go sit in the border patrol station With these Pigs talking bout football games and Shit! I was like, Yall are Fucking Assholes, let us go! We were all pissed!,, Anyway, They transfered us to a jail in sierra blanca texas,, like 30 miles from where we were, I don’t know why..they took us there… They let us all call our parents and we got to stay in this little room with blankets and shitty ass pillows in a freezing fucking cold room until they would come and pick us up, Zaks dad was there first, Im sure his ride home was enjoyable,,,Jonathans dad was next, Jeremys parents were next, and My parents all the way from minnesota were last… We stayed in that place for like 2 days, or at least I did……. We got off scott free,, Jeremys parents didn’t press charges and I got grounded for 2 weeks and got my long hair cut…

That was a fun ass time and Ill tell my grandkids bout it: Paul, Jeremy, Zak, and Jonathan… the Almost Mexico crew!

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