well i was thinking of leaving my last post at that for a while, because its at 69 posts...hehhehh...

but no really. i had a weird dream last night, unfortunately non lucid. but funny no less


next thing, were at a taco bell/waffle house combination type thing where at least half a hundred teens were hanging around. as im standing by a wall talking to some people, i hear this table of a group of girls talking and one of them goes “hahahaha, YEAH, then youd have to find your WEED!” and right then i get this feeling of “oh shit, nice going bitch” and i look over, as i hear all the girls go “ohhhh!!!” like black people do. they did this because there was an asian cop sitting at the table right next to theirs. he looks over at them, gets up and silences the whole room as he says “alright, i need to talk to all the drivers” meaning everyone who is driving for that night. this law-ass kissing pig of a copper goes to every single person and frisks them for pot. heres how his routine was: “lift your arms...(frisks down to legs) twist your pant leg around and tighten it...ok”

as he comes up to me he says “how many are there of these?” and points to a slogan behind one of the chair booths at the restaurant. i go “uh...what?” and he goes “how many....are there of these??’ and im like “...i dont know!” and in a robotic ass cop voice he goes “any persons the appearance of or over 24 years of age are not obligated to a search” meaning that he thought i was 24 years old. so i was the only one in the place he didnt search.


it was pretty stellar. and i wasnt holding either.