its like 9 pm, six of us go out to this chill meadow we've smoked at every day for the past week. we're behind a big tree off of the main path just chilling, halfway through two joints when we hear a car engine

collectively we look towards the hpath and see headlights come over and all go oh fuck. we get up and fucking bolt down the path further and the cop turns his spotlight on and says "stop running"

we come to a fork in the road and we split up. my bro charlie and i we circle back around and chill under this tree while the cop apparently left to chase another person who went down the hill to the street. we later find out they caught him and a second cop car has rolled up the hill to take his place to search for the remaining five of us.

charlie and i are still underneath that tree as this second car circles around with his spotlights. we duck down and wait for him to be behind us then fucking bolt out from under this tree and across this meadow over some train tracks, thinking they won't follow us

we jump down the hill on the other side of the tracks but what is there but a gigantic fucking briar patch and we jumped right into it fuck. im so fucking scratched up everywhere and taking a shower fucking sucks. fuck briar patches. we're both just sitting here like fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck because we can hear voices, assuming they are the cops.

we sat down there for like 15 minutes and got a call from zach, he said he was with another friend and they went deeper into the woods and are now at wendys enjoying frosty and nuggets. i was upset because i was in a fucking briar patch. i climb up the hill (grabbing briars the whole way because its a thick patch and theres no fucking bare dirt/rocks to grab, fuck my hands, i look like that emo kid that cuts himself) and i peek my head over and i see the cops brakelights still on in the distance so i have to crawl back down fuck fuck fcuk.

i tell charlie the only way out is through the patch but theres no fucking way we can go through the patch but he pushes like five feet into this endless wall of thorns anyways. we can't go any further and just kick it there for a little bit longer. charlie and i end up sitting in this briar patch for around 35 minutes, can't really move in any direction without being poked. shredded my favorite pair of pan­ties. i climb back up the hill and i dont see any cop lights so we climb out, hurts like a motherfucker. apparently all 6 of us made it back to carson dorms, just one kid got caught. didn't give up any of the rest of our names.

would that ruin my night? no. drank 4 or 5 dr. morgans and watched the whitest girl i know (joe she was a rose princess from portland if you know what that is). she is so white and gave every single person in the room the skankiest black lapdance i've ever seen i don't know where she got the booty but i love it. love it.

we went back out to smoke later at this chill bench what we thought was off campus and so we went there at like 3 in the morning and right as we sit down dps (campus police) rolls up and is like "hey this is a high drug area and obviously this time of night i mean blah blah blah blah" and confiscated my friends weed and my pipe. my weed was hidden better apparently so he didn't find it but fuck. the cop was kinda chill though, just gave us all warnings, told us to make sure we were off campus from now on and to be careful who we buy our weed from.

tl;dr - briar patches fucking suck, dr morgan is delicious, fucked a rose princess, i need a new pipe

yeah

tl;dr

gz on the rose princess ofc
lol cops chasing people smoking pot

what year did you win?

or her cuz you wernt a rose princess

uh 2009 or 2010 i think

@toby

there's a tl;dr at the bottom for you you lazy fuck, but you miss the good parts

checking out the court members

so this actually isnt a copy paste?

glad your enjoying life m8

what the fuck is a rose princess

was a good read, but im clearly a prick

wait, nvm

a chill hot girl from portland high schools

she tried explaining it to me, its like 1 per school

like a super prom queen

im offended, i almost never copy paste

Pics

Of wounds for proof emo kid.

1k fps on sarcasm galore

dont try to explain the extremely cool aspects of nw life to these muggers, theyll never get it anyway

sounds kind of awesome. the feeling of adventure is fun as hell, and its good that the cop that got you was a campus one and wasnt the city cop, cuz campus cops dont fuck you over

the one and only time i smoked at carnegie mellon some cop walked up to us and told us to have a nice night, even though i am 1000% sure that he could smell the pot on us haha

fuckin' padawan.

bbqbill

420 smoke briar patches errrrday