OU812
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When I was in high school, a friend picked me up so we could go watch our school's graduation. I didn't have a license yet.
This chick could smoke more than anyone I have ever met-to this day.
So we're buzzin' down the road, she pulls out a bong from the back seat and fires it up...
Then, she hands it to me.
The road we were on was really beat up and I kept hitting myself in the face with the bong, so I opted to wait until the next time we stopped.
Picture this. 16 year old in the front passenger seat. Just took a huge rip off of the bong and lowered it at a red light, and a COP pulls up right next to me, in the next lane. He's like 3 feet away max. Oh, shit.
Here I am trying to hold this hit...the windows are open in our car AND his-and my lungs are on fire!
He keeps looking right over at us, no way I can blow out this hit or I'm screwed. I was already trying to think of what I was gonna tell my parents...
I had to hold my breath (and my compsure) for a solid two minutes before the light FINALLY turned green, and once he pulled ahead of us, I coughed like I thought I was gonna splatter my lungs on the windshield of the car and/or pass out, whichever came first.
It's funny to think about now, but that has to have been the longest two minutes of my entire life.
I haven't used a bong in the car since.
This chick could smoke more than anyone I have ever met-to this day.
So we're buzzin' down the road, she pulls out a bong from the back seat and fires it up...
Then, she hands it to me.
The road we were on was really beat up and I kept hitting myself in the face with the bong, so I opted to wait until the next time we stopped.
Picture this. 16 year old in the front passenger seat. Just took a huge rip off of the bong and lowered it at a red light, and a COP pulls up right next to me, in the next lane. He's like 3 feet away max. Oh, shit.
Here I am trying to hold this hit...the windows are open in our car AND his-and my lungs are on fire!
He keeps looking right over at us, no way I can blow out this hit or I'm screwed. I was already trying to think of what I was gonna tell my parents...
I had to hold my breath (and my compsure) for a solid two minutes before the light FINALLY turned green, and once he pulled ahead of us, I coughed like I thought I was gonna splatter my lungs on the windshield of the car and/or pass out, whichever came first.
It's funny to think about now, but that has to have been the longest two minutes of my entire life.
I haven't used a bong in the car since.
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