420neverforget

So this morning, around 3:30am, I get this fabulous idea to go to Western Bagel, thinking it would be empty so I could grab a dozen bagels without having to wait around... boy was I wrong... we get in there, and theres two skanky chicks and a huge hawaiian dude in front of us... and the skanky chicks take their sweet fucking time (as skanky chicks usually do, completely oblivious to the world around them) But while they were blathering on mindlessly, burning off the massive amount of coke in their system, (or whatever rich white women do off toilet seats these days) these two cops pull up, who had obviously mistaken the large circle on the sign for a donut, and get in line behind us... now, normally this wouldn't have been a problem, we didn't have anything on us... save for the fact that my friend had just taken ecstasy for the first time and was dripping sweat and his eyes were rolling backwards and whatnot... so yeah, that was sort of awkward. But in the end, bagel dude couldn't count so I got 15 bagels, which should sustain me entirely for the next week.

Doesn't it say somewhere in police-training documentation that all circular baked goods are not necessarily donuts? I mean come on, if I didn't mind seeing cops I would have gone to fucking Winchells.

Naw Im just kidding, I love the police, because they serve and protect us! Like that time a few weeks ago where I was protected from not stopping completely at a stop sign... without the $200 in court fees, I would have been in a world of hurt! Fucking s on motorcycles, I could have saved myself a lot of money had I just thrown it into reverse and stomped the gas.