Ok, so tonight some friends and I went out to this big outdoor stage out in the park complex, here in Pleasantville, USA. We light up some hookah and chill out, waiting for my friend Nick, who is still in Little Rock. Finally, we got tired of waiting, and lit up my FOAF (friend of a friend), Mikey.
He does the typical thing, where he starts laughing hysterically, and everything is funny, and he sees colors and stuff. We're all laughing at him because he's running around babbling and laughing like a moron, and he eventually slows down, so we figure he's done. He takes a hit of the hookah, and it just looks like a train hit him. He slowly walked away, faced away from us, and starts doing this stereotypical, comic book villain evil cackle. Apparently, he was terrified because he saw that a giant ferris wheel of color about to run him over.
So Nick shows up... he takes a hit and goes crazy running around, drooling and speaking nonsense. What he saw, was he looked up and the world was in a Ziploc bag, or a sleeping bag, or something. And everyone was in their own little bag, and he had bags of color, and thought the people who weren't high were trying to steal them. So he tried to open one up, but we were trying to steal it, so he ran away. Then for some odd reason, he said he was trying to farm the bags, and then snapped out of it, but was still acting kinda silly.
So I said light me up, so my friend comes over and I smoked a bowl, and nothing happened. And then for like 5 minutes, I just sat there silent... until Nick all the sudden just erupted again, like OH MY GOD!!!1!1!1!1 JORDAN! COME LOOK AT THIS!!! Then he started screaming and giggling, and I, thinking nothing had happened, was like "You're trying to trick me!" Then he started running around in circles screaming like a little girl, bent over, with his back perpendicular to the ground, looking up. I started laughing my *** off, to the point that I was crying. I fell over, and couldn't sit back up. I finally managed to right myself, and tried to take a drink of sierra mist, and got it up my nose because I was laughing like a looney.
Then I calmed down right as a cop showed up. And it didn't look good for us, because Nick was holding back laughter, and his van was parked up on the stage. He asked what we were doing, so we said hookah, and we showed him and let him smell it and whatnot, so he just told us to go away. He asked who's van was on the stage, so Nick looked around for a sec, and in a mouse-ish voice said... mine... so he made us leave, but we didn't get in trouble.
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