What would pics be without a sea story?
Dismissed continued –
It was the end of boot. Since we were in Orlando, Disney made some deal to steal all the recruits money. We had a couple days so I asked if I had to go to fucking Disney world...wtf? The answer was “No.”
Cool!! I had a plan. I was a smoker. Where do all smokers eventually end up? At the head shop!!
I asked if there was a big mall we could get some civilian clothes, there was. Myself and a couple other like minded individuals headed for the mall. We got some clothes and changed but there was no hiding those fucking haircuts
We went to the mall head shop and tried for and hour or more to convince stoners to get us high. These folks were already freaked to be in a big mall buying pipes and shit and here come the three stooges to ask them for pot. Yeah, we failed.
On the sad walk back to base I spied a kid coming towards us. I “knew” < (I will tell you about that in time) this kid had or knew where to get pot. I said I would do the talking. When we were about to pass I chucked out a “Hey, How ya doing?” and he responded “cool”
I said “Hey you don't know where we could score some weed do ya?” He said “Sure, my brother has some killer weed” Yeeeha!
So we followed the kid to a little spot in the woods between the mall and a housing development. It was a party spot for kids. Hell I was only 18! So I gave the kid $40.00 for a zip and off he went. As we waited I wondered if he would actually come back but again I “knew” this kid would come through so we waited. Just about the time we had to leave the kid popped through the trees! Cool.
He pulled out a bag that I to this day have not seen anything like. The buds were all colors!!! Red, yellow, green, brown, dark brown some buds were a mix of those colors. It was awesome, I called it “rainbow pot”. We bent up a soda can and popped a few holes and we were smoking!!! Damn it was good!! well the can tasted like shit but damn!!! we were smoking. Sweet we got baked and headed back to base. I had a bag and a plan...
To be continued
Getting high on base... freaking boot camp base!!
PS I am using the language that was in my head at the time... I have mellowed. A little.
If it offends I will tame it
reps+
It is ME that is so behind 
. The watches were not allowed to smoke... foolish on many levels, but they were granted access to the bag that would be left on the roof for all involved who could arrange a night visit while not on watch. I was able to arrange two more visits and to this day I wonder how many folks got a chance to get high, there were a lot 
