A Long Journey., chapter 1
Imagine. Its a really hot day. You're in an Audi TT with the top down, speeding down the motorway while eating pie. And you've got your all time best friend sitting next to you. The only thing that could make it better, is the fact that the end of the journy was Milton Keynes. We'd driven about 152 miles and had another 148 miles left to go. Then smoke started billowing out of the engine. "Oh poo" I said.
"There is smoke billowing out of the engine. And not even the good kind of smoke."
We got out the car and started walking when all of a sudden KABOOM. The Audi exploded.
"POO STAINED COCK MASTER!!!" I exclaimed with quite a lot of passion in my voice.
"Whatever will we do?" Asked Sam. (My best friend) "We'll fly to Milton Keynes on a giant cloud of smoke."
Now logically this wouldn't be possible but since its my story logic doesn't really apply to us. We sat in a field smoking doobies. Eventually there was so much smoke around us that we started floating up to the sky with it. We flew all the way to the concert. Nothing really interesting happened on the way. I saw a hot guy sunbathing while eating a piece of Pie. And damn that pie looked so good.
"Oi! Brainiak!" Yelled Sam, pulling me out of my pie fantasy. " How do we get down?"
"You know I hadn't really thought that far ahead." I said sheepishly. "But maybe we could just gently blow the smoke away and float to the ground."
I held my freshly extinguished joint in my hand and started to blow at the smoke. "ACHOO" Sneezed Sam. "Oh Crap" I said.
We fell. and it wasn't a short distance either. But luckily we landed on the backstage marquee. Unfortunatly we ripped a big hole in it and landed in a pile on the floor. We stood up and as I searched for my lighter to relight the now-not-so-freshly-extinguished-joint I heard Sam gasp in shock of some kind. I looked up to find three really hot guys standing before me. (Yeah predictable I know but I'm writing the story.) "
Billie, Mike and Tre! Here have a doobie."
And thats the story of how I got stoned with Green Day.
"There is smoke billowing out of the engine. And not even the good kind of smoke."
We got out the car and started walking when all of a sudden KABOOM. The Audi exploded.
"POO STAINED COCK MASTER!!!" I exclaimed with quite a lot of passion in my voice.
"Whatever will we do?" Asked Sam. (My best friend) "We'll fly to Milton Keynes on a giant cloud of smoke."
Now logically this wouldn't be possible but since its my story logic doesn't really apply to us. We sat in a field smoking doobies. Eventually there was so much smoke around us that we started floating up to the sky with it. We flew all the way to the concert. Nothing really interesting happened on the way. I saw a hot guy sunbathing while eating a piece of Pie. And damn that pie looked so good.
"Oi! Brainiak!" Yelled Sam, pulling me out of my pie fantasy. " How do we get down?"
"You know I hadn't really thought that far ahead." I said sheepishly. "But maybe we could just gently blow the smoke away and float to the ground."
I held my freshly extinguished joint in my hand and started to blow at the smoke. "ACHOO" Sneezed Sam. "Oh Crap" I said.
We fell. and it wasn't a short distance either. But luckily we landed on the backstage marquee. Unfortunatly we ripped a big hole in it and landed in a pile on the floor. We stood up and as I searched for my lighter to relight the now-not-so-freshly-extinguished-joint I heard Sam gasp in shock of some kind. I looked up to find three really hot guys standing before me. (Yeah predictable I know but I'm writing the story.) "
Billie, Mike and Tre! Here have a doobie."
And thats the story of how I got stoned with Green Day.
