you better return that pot to macy's RIGHT NOW, charles.
Score. You live in the CD right?
Hey I dropped that, can I come by and get it? hehehehehe....
Hey, that's MY baggie: clear plastic zip-lock, about 5 g's worth of smelly green sticky-bud.
Yep, totally mine.
Real smooth. Some pig searches you and finds that baggie--what are you going to say? "I swear officer, I just found it on the street."
The 21st century equivalent of finding a $20 bill in the gutter. LUCKY BASTARD!
Now, post a picture of a painting of some woman sprawled out on a rock by the water getting eaten out by a giant bag of pot.
No worries Charles, if you get any hassle from the pigs, just point him to the slog, show him the pictures and evidence, and then bring me my bag of weed I dropped on the street this morning in front of Macy's, its plastic zip lock, approx 1 quarter ounce
This happened to me last Dec. As I turned the corner of the block, I saw two people were being busted by the cops, so I guess they had to ditch the evidence. I walked into the local bar and examined the goods. It was probably about 300 bucks worth of pot, it was pretty good too. My lady friend and I sat around the house and got very very stoned for the holiday season. It was great.
The funny thing was, my first reaction was to return it to the original owner.
We should all be so lucky. I actually walked past that exact same spot more than once today, perhaps if I had better luck that pot would be in MY pocket right now.
Charles, much as I love your varying philosophical ramblings (seriously, I do), your photography skills really suck. I realize you are working with a cell phone cam, but jeez, I can't even see the cartouche in the third pic at all.
So that's what it's like to live in a real progressive city? You just walk down the street and find bags of sticky-icky?
I hate MO.
Finally you've written something worthy of my attention.
A few years ago I decided to go home early from work (UW) and sat at the bus top outside the Physics building near Pacific on 15th. I was all alone and noticed a small cigarette tin. I was thinking "that looks like a good place to store my weed in." I opened up the tin to find a quarter ounce in individual bowl-sized baggies. Some dealer must have lost there stock. I'm embarrassed to say that I wasn't very honest and did not try to find the person who lost there stash, but instead went home and smoked it. It was the best weed I'd ever had and haven't had anything as good since.
Free weed is always the best!
In Montreal, people don't mug you. They just sneak up behind you and wave big bags o' dope in front of your face hoping for a sale. Not kidding!
And I didn't realize, like, ALL of you are sticky-icky-friendly. I've never smoked anything. Even residual steam from boiling water makes me cough and hack.
matthew: drink an 8oz bottle of 'tussin first.
#6 ftw: "Now, post a picture of a painting of some woman sprawled out on a rock by the water getting eaten out by a giant bag of pot."
Mike- St L might be hurting in other areas, but is not hurting for weed. At least it wasnt last time I was there.
This must be your lucky day! Once I found a 20 dollar bill on the floor at the Whole Foods on Roosevelt and you know what? I took it.
My best finding pot experience was the first time I tried mushrooms. There me and my friends were, potless (and everyone knows you need weed after the trip) and walking around New York, when we find a nice 8th on the ground. I still look for it on the ground when I walk anywhere...you never know.
Say, isn't that your favorite parking structure behind you?
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