cytotoxicT

6/25/12

DILD

I got on a bike and started riding from my old house to where Mohammed lived, which was by the tot lot. It was a long journey, and I couldn't seem to get any momentum. There was construction everywhere so I took like 5 detours. I eventually get there and we are hanging out back. I had stored my volcano at his place. Apparently it was left under some boxes while he was moving or renovating or something because it was crushed flat. The heat still worked, but the air wouldn't. I kept trying to pop it back up to normal. It kept slowly dipping back down. I was able to open it up and get the fan working again.

Just then I look up and see Mo's dad through a small window and we make eye contact. He stands up and starts to come outside. I grab all of the weed and paraphernalia on the table. He comes out and suddenly there is a mountain of giant nugs right there. It had to of been a half ounce out in the open. He grabs it and starts scolding Mo.

I realize it is a dream. I thought about flying or something, but I also wanted to see this play out. I told Mo it's a dream and that he should try to get his dad to smoke. Maybe he would change his mind about it. I thought that this could be a shared dream and it could change his real opinions a bit. We offer to have his smoke and he accepts. The dad wanted to smoke a blunt so he put a ton of weed into a wrap and rolled it 1 handed!. he struggled at first, but it turned out pretty good. We were smoking and talking for awhile. I moved the blunt in a way that made a perfect smoke ring. It drifted and hit the open top of a pizza box, where it sat perfectly for like 20 seconds. By then his mom came out and I showed her. After the blunt was done, Mo's dad wanted to use my "weed microwave", reefering (haha) to my volcano. I started to load it up when the dream ended.