>be me retarded and 16 >New York fag so have to wait six months for license >hanging out with friend after school >ride bikes around the neighborhood down the street >looking for somewhere to smoke >find one of those shitty suburban parks meant for toddlers and autistic kids >figure we could hide out and smoke in that tubular slide thing >go in and start packin bowl >share earbuds off my iPod nano >mfw we're two -blam!- smoking weed in a slide listening to lil Wayne >don't give a -blam!- tho we gun get baked -blam!- >highas-blam!-.jpg >all of a sudden hear someone yelling at us to get the -blam!- out >friend slides all the way down and says he sees a cop Later found out some whore walked up with her kid and thought the slide was on fire >friend gets super freaked out >I start thinking of how I can get out of this >friend slides down >surrenders like a -blam!-ing NEET >my high mind says -blam!- dat and decides to book it >climb up slide and escape out top like a baked rhesus monkey >jump off playground and sonic the hedgehog towards woods >lol nope -blam!- >cop's butt buddy partner cut me off >see our bikes to the south >think to myself "help me Huffy wan Bikenobi, you're my only hope" >stop and laugh at that shitty pun cause I'm high as all -blam!- + gay >cop almost tackles me while I'm laughing >oh shit -blam!- >activate my weed powers to dodge him and get on my bike >get away >yus-blam!-.rar >all of a sudden get mega anxiety/bad trip or w/e >prob cause of weed and almost getting arrested idk I ain't a doctor, -blam!- off -blam!- >put in headphones and play some soothing shit >successfully calms my nerves and I get back to cruisin on my huffy >sober up and figure I should turn myself in >I know my friend will give up my name and shit anyways >But I keep cruising >Can't stop/won't stop moving >It's like I got this music in my mind >saying it's gonna be alright