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[MikeyB420]

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In recent years, this was a good 420 Day!

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Happy 420 Everybody!

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MikeyB.

 

[pop22]

4:20
Until this year, its not been even on my radar...Today, 4/20/2015 however, is different.I spent the morning planting more seedlings and put a few more seeds to germinating. I spent time with my Lady, who means everything to me. She Had surgery for Kidney cancer a week ago. The doctor was confident he got it all. No chemo necessary, thank God! The tumor caused mulitple problems, messed up her calcium levels, etc etc. She's on a long slow road to recovery. I've convinced her to get back on her canna caps, and I believe that is helping. So, I sit here in my growroom, meditating in my garden and thinking how lucky I am. Friends from AFN helped me thru the rough spots with encouraging words. A lot of what I am growing was gifted to me by various online friends.

So for me, 4:20 is my new Thanks Giving Day, for I have much to be thankful for!

Peace and Love to all here on AFN! :Riding the Dragon: :hug: :grat:

 

[MisterHarpy]

Back in my senior year of high school, it was 4/20 we had about a month and a half left of school, so a bunch of us wanted to have a 4/20 party. Where we could just lay back, smoke some,relax , listen to music, and have a cookout. Not wanting to drive while high,a friend of mine and me decided to ride bicycles there, since it was only about a mile or two away. We got dressed. Hit up the best dealer in town. Had him drop off an ounce of the best primo bud around. Then me and my friend started on our journey. When we were getting closer we started thinking what people would think about us, seeing us pull up on bicycles. so we decided to leave the bikes in a back parking lot of a laundry mat. And walk the rest of the way there which was only a street. We finally get to the location take a seat, show everybody what we're packing , and boy do they love it. We have a great time, eat some killer bbq, and have a nice chill time with the all the peeps. It's started to get dark, and the law here is that bicycles must have a front flashlight at Night, and we had forgotten to bring one, so we didn't want to risk getting pulled over and decided to leave, walking to the laundry mat, a security officer started following us. as we were in a gated community, being high we started getting paranoid, As we thought it was a cop at first. We finally reach the laundromat and think we're in the clear. but no where to be found are our bikes, we have no idea what could've happened to them as we left them chained up on a fence. All off a sudden we see what looks like an actual cop pull up, and we notice the security guard, off to the corner in his car with binoculars staring us down. So Friend and I panic as we still got about a quarter of a ounce on us, and he let's out that he has some pills on him!!!!! Wtf did i get myself into. As the cop pulls up. We run for it. Bolt thru a nearby forest, and ran for our lives, we find a ditch that we thought lead under a bridge and unfortunately we end up in the sewers in knee deep river of shit. We stay there for what seems days. And finally decide to come up. tell him to go up first as I didn't wanna be the guinea pig lol. He goes up and I start worrying as he doesn't say anything 5 minutes later he gives me the all clear. It was now 6 am and our adventure had ended, finally get home, To my parents waking up. They're furious the tile is covered in mud/shit and not only are we tired and sleepy but they made us clean the house . And my friend bolts, so it's only me doing the cleaning. Finally get to sleep and thank God I'm in my bed, 2 weeks later our washer broke so we go to our local laundromat, while washing my clothes a security guard walks up to me. I get nervous as I had forgotten about the previous situation, he says hey young man. Were you and another gentlemen here about 2 weeks ago? Nervously I say no I just moved here and it's my first time coming here. He says well you look a lot like one of the two fellows who where here two weeks ago, they parked their bikes in the back, and I caught a dude cutting the chain trying to steal them, so I put them inside waiting for the two guys to come back. And when they came back they ran after they saw my partner coming in for his shift. I Laugh it out with him and say wow those are some crazy dudes, he concurs and says they must've been high , but if you know of anyone who lost there bike tell them to come talk to me, I never went back.

 

[farmergreen007]

I haves a story for you, it might not be the best story probably more like the worst

This happened last year on 4/20 it had been about two weeks since I had separated from my wife I was married to for 14 years. I had been at work about an hour and half and my supervisor comes in at his usual time and wants to see me in his office tells me to have a seat and proceeded to say "Are you and your wife still separated? "
Me "yes"
him "that's too bad"
me trying to blow it off "it is what ithe is, I'll get over it"
him "I'm gonna have to ask you for your keys"
me "am I being fired?"
Him "layed off"
me "what did I do?"
him "your position his been eliminated"
that pissed me off because I watched them say the same thing to someone else a few weeks ago.
At this point I had took all my work keys off my key ring and tossed them on his desk, said some other stuff to him I can't recall exactly but I know I talked about him personally but he'll even the customers avoid him if they can.

I grabbed most of my stuff, but left a bunch and told everyone bye. I had no idea what I was doing, I had never been fired before and I had worked there almost eight years!!

I found myself driving around in my old truck, the right hand front blinker had stopped working about a month before and I didn't fix it because alol the personal stuff I had going on at the time, I got pulled over. That brought the cops attention to my expired registration so two tickets damn:Grrr:

All this happened before 9AM the rest of the day was pretty uneventful, I was well stocked for 420celebrations after work that day so I sat at home and got blazed:Hookah: I smoked almost an ounce that day so probably the most weed I ever smoked was that day also.

 

[pop22]

I haves a story for you, it might not be the best story probably more like the worst

This happened last year on 4/20 it had been about two weeks since I had separated from my wife I was married to for 14 years. I had been at work about an hour and half and my supervisor comes in at his usual time and wants to see me in his office tells me to have a seat and proceeded to say "Are you and your wife still separated? "
Me "yes"
him "that's too bad"
me trying to blow it off "it is what ithe is, I'll get over it"
him "I'm gonna have to ask you for your keys"
me "am I being fired?"
Him "layed off"
me "what did I do?"
him "your position his been eliminated"
that pissed me off because I watched them say the same thing to someone else a few weeks ago.
At this point I had took all my work keys off my key ring and tossed them on his desk, said some other stuff to him I can't recall exactly but I know I talked about him personally but he'll even the customers avoid him if they can.

I grabbed most of my stuff, but left a bunch and told everyone bye. I had no idea what I was doing, I had never been fired before and I had worked there almost eight years!!

I found myself driving around in my old truck, the right hand front blinker had stopped working about a month before and I didn't fix it because alol the personal stuff I had going on at the time, I got pulled over. That brought the cops attention to my expired registration so two tickets damn:Grrr:

All this happened before 9AM the rest of the day was pretty uneventful, I was well stocked for 420celebrations after work that day so I sat at home and got blazed:Hookah: I smoked almost an ounce that day so probably the most weed I ever smoked was that day also.

Damn dude, you must be related to me..................... :Sharing One:

 

[Feenix]

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Hello Stoners Happy 4/20 to all. I hope you all had time for a wake and bake that lasts all day.

GA6, I have a real 420 related story that could have easily ended on a dark side. It isn't a funny story, it is a bit long but it is a true story. So long ago I'm not even a memory of the I I was then.
I was invited down to a Central American country to celebrate their fiesta and made plans to spend a week on an off shore island that we like. I wanted stash for the week and knew where to find it so I went to a local bar and asked and was told to come back in a half hour. Across from the bar was a 2 story commercial building that turned out to have a police surveillance post upstairs. I killed the 1/2 hour on the seawall then returned and picked up a nice z of locals finest. Instead of returning the same way I had come I decided to go to an oceanside resort a couple blocks away for a drink and had a good time, then had to return the way I had come. The resort was on the opposite side of the street and when I got even with the two story across from the bar I heard a door slam open in the back and the sound of several pairs of boots stomping hurriedly down a flight of wooden stairs. I reached the other side of the building and just as I crossed the alleyway, a police Land Rover full of cops roared out just behind me turned in my direction and pulled to the curb. as the doors started to open I was about a half step ahead of them and hadn't broken stride so when I heard stop I just kept walking without turning my head. I made it to the corner and turned it and as I did I saw the five police looking at each other trying to decide what to do. I slipped into a vantage point across the intersection where I could see them as they decided it a safer career move to hassle two locals who were just leaving the bar rather than a possibly well connected foreigner and I knew I was home free.
Fast forward a few hours to the fiesta at a nice hotel and after a little while of festivities my wife got up to powder her nose and a 30'ish looking young local in an expensive suit invited himself to sit down next to me and strike up a conversation. The country had been on alert fearing communist activity so all the major buildings had machine gun toting guards for the first time that I had seen and I joked with the stranger about them not having bullets and he replied "I'll see that they have them if they need them". I said to myself, "oh oh". But the night proceeded nicely and a good time was had by all.
Fast forward to next evening out on the Island. A pretty basic but remote place that most tourists ignore but we love. Just after dinner we are in the bar having a great time and who walks in but "Mr. I'll give them the bullets" from the night before. He made a bee line right to me and asked me if he could speak to me in private outside. It was dark and I was wary but by now I was also curious. If he was there to bust me he wouldn't have been alone. So I stepped outside and we walked out of the light of the bar but not into the light of the dim streetlight about 50 feet away.
He didn't pull any punches and said right off. "I hear you are looking for weed?" Always on the quest, I replied that I'm always interested in a good deal, He said he had access to some fine sensi. I said "how much?" he quoted a lb price that was cheap. I said "how much for 100lbs", He quoted a price. I said "How much delivered to Miami" He said "No way" Then I decided "No Way" is right and explained that "I was just there for a little R&R and would think about it" then he reached into his pocket and pulled out a fist and raised it to my nose and said "Well I got you this sample so would you at least give me $10 for these guys" as he pointed his thumb behind himself and as I looked in the direction of the street light a group of the meanest Mexican looking bandito's I ever saw emerged from the darkness into the dim light. I kid you not, a couple actually had bandaleros full of ammo across their chests and all were armed. My nose told me to pay the man, it smelled nice. I gave him the ten and pocketed the small wad. He said we will continue this later and went to the guys and they all disappeared into the darkness. I went to my room and hid the stash in a jacket pocket.
The rest of the stay was uneventful except for a great time and over a year later I put on that jacket ,dug my hand in the pocket, and pulled out the wad of sensi that I had forgotten all about and had unknowingly carried through customs while I worried about the Havana's I had rolled in my socks. And it was still goood.

A footnote: I found out later that Mr. Bullets actually was their equivalent of The Bad Lieutenant and the business agent for some really bad characters who would make the deal then wait for the loaded boat to head to the only pass through a reef, intercept it, kill the crew, and steal everything. I had Gumped into a dark and deadly local industry looking for a z. I was right to be wary and good Karma won again.

 

[Need4Weed]

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Thinking back I knew I didn't know the exact date of this story and the more I think about it, the more I believe it more likely happened in May of 1977. I worked at a skating rink and on Saturdays we had a 2 hour break between the afternoon and evening session. So a few of us would go down this big hill that led to a cave called Lost River Cave. Back then it was abandon, but now it's been cleaned up and made into a tourist attraction. Anyways, our purpose for these trips was for a safe place to get high, and most times I was the one that provided the weed. Now only was it a steep decent to the cave, but you also had to navigate, (what I could only describe as honeycomb type holes). Looking into one of these holes, you could see a network of other holes ... not something you would want to fall into, (hint). As things had been dry for me for a couple weeks, I had only been able to bring leaves, but during the week I got some Columbian, hash oil and some hash that I put together into one decent size blunt. Even I hadn't tried all 3 at once, although I was smoking the hash oil by smearing it on my rolling papers prior to rolling a joint. Anyways, after a few hits this one dude stands up and does a slow motion Nestea plunge into one of the holes I described. The rest of us was laughing so hard that we couldn't even help, as the dude was right on the edge to falling even deeper. After what seemed close to 30 minutes, we finally got him out of there and by the time we all crawled out of there all of our clothes were covered with mud. Not a 4.20 story, but one of my funniest stoner moments

 

[Papa Munch]

Awwww...memories. It was 1981, living in Utah at the time. I had a ford pick-em-up truck that was called 'the Sex Cab'. It was one of those 4-doors that could fit 6 easily. A bunch of friends and I, driving the back roads in Utah county as we did every night getting stoned and drinking beer. I pulled into this fenced yard, which was dark and backed up against a barn like building. We had lots of weed and had a bong with us. For about an hour or so, we were gettin ripped and listening to Black Sabbath 4. The truck cab was filled with smoke and we were giggling our stoned asses off when suddenly someone knocked on the window. SHIT! I rolled down the window, smoke literally billowed out like the Cheech and Chong movies, and there was a cop asking what we were doing. "Um....just hangin out". Just then, spotlights turn on us from two different locations. SHIT! There were 3 different cop cars and security. He told us that we best be moving on as we were on private property. Apparently we had pulled into one of the steel yards of what was then Geneva Steel and we certainly attracted their attention. They had been watching us for about 45 minutes. I have never felt so lucky in my life. They let us go and I never pulled in there again.

 

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