This 3 day weekend was a pretty good time, good things were goin down all weekend. Friday me and my fellow bro chilled and smoked mad bowls. We were actually smoking a bombass dankass joint in my car when a cop slowly drove down the street. My 2 thoughts when this happened were, " i just pooped a lil" and "were fucked". Luckily the pig did not stop and we drove away safely. We were pretty high until some townie came over and killed our buzz. Later that night I had to drive home and almost got lost but ended up making it home okay.
Saturday was more of a party night and I smoked a little bit in the morning before heading to the city to drink some ice cold natural light with some upperclassmen. After losing two rounds of beerpong my morale had gone down being one of the only juniors at the party. My morale was quickly reinstated when I proceeded to successfully flip my cup in canoe on the first try 5 games in a row (badass). That night we headed back to the upperclassman's house and ripped his bong for a good hour before making some pizza and going to bed. I woke up the next morning and hopped on the redline home. Later that night was the Rave at the Dankhaus. A fellow bro of mine and a groupie smoked and drank some captain Morgan before heading into the Dankhaus. After getting our groove on and dancing our asses off we decided to leave the party and head over to another upperclassman's party. When we got to the party we noticed some seniors playing Louisville chugger. They nominated me to play and I chugged my natty and got ready to do my 10 dizzybats. When I was done I could hardly see and took a blind swing at the ball. To my luck I hit the ball and received a round of applause from the party. That night I had to take the train home and smoked some lonely bowls out of my friend Stonewall Jackson before hopping on the train. I concluded my night with a nice walk home from the train and had no school monday.
