My closes brush with the law was years and years ago me and a friend ran into a bunch of cops while smoking a joint, we dropped the thing and played it cool and got away with some annoying questions.
What was your closest call?
My closes brush with the law was years and years ago me and a friend ran into a bunch of cops while smoking a joint, we dropped the thing and played it cool and got away with some annoying questions.
What was your closest call?
The first time I ever smoked weed was at the homecoming football game freshman year. I had a crush on this girl who was also friends with a bunch of Juggalos, and her and I had gone to the game together and met up with them. One of them pulled out one of those aluminum bowls that turns into a necklace and some good ol’ Mexican brick weed and passes it around, and I wanted to be cool so I hit it and everyone thought I was hilarious. I was the fucking man, everybody was laughing at my jokes and generally thought I was cool. It was the first time in my life that I really fit in, and I thank marijuana. I was hooked.
So pretty soon, because we’re being loud and probably belligerent, the police come over and the girl and all the Juggalos run for their lives. Course I’m too stoned for that, so the police come over to me and ask if I knew those kids. I said no way (mama ain’t raise no snitch) and they told me to get better friends and go back inside, so I did go back inside.
After that, the Juggalos respected me for life. Nothing went anywhere with that girl, but I always had some homies 2 smoke with.