Every morning i wake up around 10, make my way out to my barn and i pack my gravity bong once or twice and get real ripped. Well yesterday after completing my morning ritual i had to call up my dealer to try score a quarter of chronic. To my instant relief he picked up and said we could meet now, thats always a score for me because he has his days were i don’t get answered until late, or even at all. So i quickly made my way to my rear wheel drive hatch back, and was bewildered when i found myself to be stuck in my own driveway cause of snow.
At first i figured it was no big deal, i always get out…not today. After rocking the car by trusting it from R-D numerous times and even trying in neutral i had no success. So i had one more plan before giving up on my weed. I jumped into my moms car and tried to push it out, (i couldn’t just take that instead because its water pump leaks too much coolant)i even tried to pull it out but when i went to back up to attach the strap i got distracted…prolly case i was baked, and couldn’t find the brake pedal so i ended up ramming my moms car into mine. Awesome.
At this point i had given up on getting my weed, and figured its probably going to be a bad day. So i called up my dealer and told him my situation. Within 10 minutes that guy had arrived at my house with a quarter of dank chronic split up into 8ths each a different strain, charged me 10$ less than usual for each 8th, and helped me to get my car unstuck. Now thats a dealer, this next bowl is for him.
