So there I was, 16 and experimenting with MASSIVE DRUGS
We'd gone up to the old church grounds to smoke some weed. A friend of mine was supplying the greens and he'd recently had his collar felt so he was understandably nervous because if he got caught again he was in serious trouble. He asked who was going to skin up and I said I'd do it, but another guy who was there said he was better. Well, that was a challenge and no mistake because no-one skins up better that I do, so our man proposed that we both roll up some tobacco so he could judge who would be the best suited to handle his precious ganj.

And so it was I happened to be sitting on a park bench surrounded by a likely-looking group of chaps, about to put the finishing touches to a king-size, cone-shaped rollie, when a pair of coppers walked around the corner. Realising my man was shitting bricks because of his record, I decided to take the rap as I had nothing on me except what was quite obviously a spliff, but which contained no illicit substances whatsoever. So I licked the sticky bit, rolled it over, held it up and said: "Evening, officers."

They nodded, said "Evening, lads," and carried on their way.
( emvee cruor deo cruoris, Thu 26 Jan 2012, 14:22, Reply)