SO I was out of papers the other night and there was no piece to smoke out of here at my house. A light bulb went on inside my head(mind you it's late and I live in a lake town with a four way stop)! The only thing open was a gas station and my nieghbor kid hangs out there so, I go in and ask for some rolling papers. I got a wierd ass look like I'm the only guy in bum fucked Indiana who enjoys toking so I stalled him and was like fuck it give me a perfecto then. The blunt was good and the pot "perfecto"!
where abouts in indiana im from fairmount, thats weird cause ive never ran into a gas station up there that didnt sell em. crazy
like the most northeast that you can get in the state. north of Fort Wayne. I agree but just thought it was funny but wierd. I shouldve blazed with the clerk huh?
