one summer one of my best friends was heavy into dealing coke and was a massive cokehead. well he was a cokehead for a long time but thats many, many other stories. so I ate some shrooms and was trippin balls in this pool at a house party, and the pool had this fiber optics cable that ran around the entire length of the pool and changed colors every 30 seconds. I was fucking mesmerized, a drooling idiot, and stayed in that pool for like 3 hours, and just stared at that cable. meanwhile all the incessant asshole baby cokefuckheads would not leave me alone and kept asking me to get out of the pool. the fuck? im not bothering anyone, do some more coke and leave me the fuck alone.
and typical cokehead problem. im getting out of the pool, and trying to get changed, and for the life of me can not get my belt through my belt loops. shit was impossible. while im trying to do this, my cokefuckhead friend is asking me if his gf can take my car to her brother's high school graduation at 7 am because she forgot she was supposed to drive him there. what kinda shitty ass person are u? u forgot about that shit, and at 3 am after doing coke all night u need to take MY car? fuck you!
point of the story is I got my belt thru the belt loops, watched star wars a new hope while still tripping, thought I was in outer space the whole time, smoked some weed and came down.
at 7 am I just drove her and her brother to the graduation lol.