Oh, man, listen to this...we were at this place called Fat City raving to the grooves balcony-style and checkin out the scene when we realized that we had no more money to buy brewskies...and in SF, there is this lame ass rule where every third bar has to be cash only so this one was one of those and we couldnt do anything about it. No ATM in sight. As I dug my hands into my pockets to think about our dilemma, I felt in my right pocket a small ziplock bag with the name Sour Diesel on the label and For Medicinal Use Only written below.Jennifer went around and asked for some papes, found some very quickly (she's good at finding stuff), and we sauntered casually over to the abandoned piece of bar with pink insulation tucked behind it. The goods were ceremoniously brought out and Caitlin proceeded to roll the goods into the papes. We all had the shakes somethin awful since we hadnt had a drink in fifteen minutes or so...I wasnt paying attention at that point because Jennifer had said that she saw a cop walking around, twirling his baton, with one of those tall bowler hats and a handle bar moustache. Fortunately, this was just a figment of her imagination, I attributed it to the jonesin we all had for drink or drug.We lit the thing when it was all finished and it was pretty front-heavy and fragile. I tried to take a pull and the smoke wasnt forthcoming. Jennifer tried. Caitlin tried again. It was coming apart at the seams and the tea inside was about to abandon ship so the doob was scrapped and a small piece of what looked like receipt paper was used as a rudimentary rolling device. This was harsher but it did the trick. I am fairly certain that that doob had everything to do with the fact that we were allowed to go outside and use the ATM, go back in, and drink to our hearts content. Its a little hard though when it takes 40 dollars to make your heart content. Not a cheap date."Always pick savory over sweet.""Vagina to the world!""You wanna see the shocka?""You don't need to buy clothes or tampons so you should buy us beers.""I wanna meet that dad! Doo doo doo!"
