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i found a shiny new pound coin on the pavement outside my house on the way to work.
a little further down the road, i encountered a rather elderly, rather distressed lady in slippers who wanted to know where she was, and could she borrow money for a payphone as she'd 'wandered a bit far' i kindly furnished her with a couple of quid, and pointed her to a cafe in the next road that had a payphone and would b e open, so she could get a cup of tea. (it was cold and she looked very lost bless her!) thinking the pound i found would be better passed to her (i earn enough, y'know? old ppl get it rough)

i carry on walking, and lo and behold, lying on a pavement on a busy street near uni accommodation, i find a rather plump and unfeasibly fragrant quarter of finest skunk!

cue a rather [reoccupied day in work with the scent of ganja rising from my jacket pocket, thinking about the impending gargantuan bifter that i was going to roll when i got home, and nervously eyeballing coworkers to see if they were sniffing the air and looking suspiciously at me.

length? two kingsize rizlas and a good hour or two of staring into space.
(UppityDamnPrimate LET'S OPEN THIS F*CKING PIT UP, Mon 10 Nov 2008, 8:26, Reply)