Suburban Hippie

Read pt.1 before you read this if you haven’t yet... So I gather up all of the courage i have and i start the car. The engine roars to life and i put on some chill music to help me relax for the task at hand, getting back to the trap shack. Now we’re pulling out of the mall and everything is going smoothly but as soon as we get on to the on ramp for the highway i start to get a little anxious just because it’s so much faster than a regular road ahahaha. I’m cruising down the highway staying in the slow lane not interested in trying to pass anyone. About halfway there i told my friend i needed to cut the music off and he was kind of disappointed but understood that i needed to focus. The clouds were morphing more with each minute and the road was getting wavy. My friend told me to just not look at the clouds and to him i responded “ it doesn’t really matter what i look at it’s all doing the same thing” . Fortunately we made it to our exit with no problem and road the couple minutes off the exit to the shack. Now time for me to explain the legend of the trap shack. My friend had gotten into a few arguments with his mom and decided to leave home and we both had a friend with this shack outside with a couch and lights everything inside and this is where he lived along with a couple other friends for a few months. He sold a lot of tree out of the shack thus deeming it the trap shack. We spent the entire summer here smoking all day everyday and just doing a lot of crazy shit in that shack good and bad. We pulled up onto the mulch both elated we had made it back. We walked up the driveway and sat at a table and chairs we had set up outside the shack. At this point my stomach had started to hurt and i felt like i was going to puke. I bent over hands on my knees and started to vomit which is not a pleasant experience coming up on lsd, i really thought i was dying or had gotten some bad acid but once I was all done i felt 10x better. Throughout the night we had several people come to buy tree and let me tell you scaling it out was a challenge. Tying to do any math with grams or money was difficult hahaha. One of the funniest moments was when we had an old friend, super goofy guy, pulled up and got some bud it was probably the highlight of the night just seeing his goofy self come to get a gram with like 5 other people that played in the high school band and what not lmao. After he left my friend looks st me and goes “look at this”. and reaches into his pocket and pulls out a meditating zebra and hackey sack. (see photo attached) he starts waving the zebra around in circles “ooohhhmmmm oooowaaaa ohmmm”. it was hilarious and majestic and he still has them to this day. A few more things went on during the night like some girls came at 2am to give me sour gummi worms my absolute favorite mmmm and then me and him just chilled out and vibes to music for the rest of the night. Hope you enjoyed this thanks for reading.