as we're walking to the lot, Ranger in front, not behind us like he should've been, I see my friend pull a huge bag of weed out of his pocket and chuck it under a parked car.
I got a toss the bag of weed story also.
My Dad was a lifetime pot smoker. One day, we were going fishing, and decided to cruise some of the rural roads around the lake. We were a few miles off the state highway on a dirt road, so we thought it was odd to pass a state trooper going in the opposite direction.
Even more surprising, this dickhead turns around, chases us down and pulls us over. This prick not only writes me for no seatbelt; he also tickets my 75yo handicapped father.....the cunt!
The lake we fish is in a neighboring county. So our next trip fishing we stopped by the county building to pay our tickets. Small county, Courthouse, Clerk, and PD all in one building complex.
I park out front, and lead the way in. Well, Pops hadn't been in a courthouse for any reason in decades. I step in, and as I'm walking through the metal detector I hear "whoosh" behind me. Dad saw the metal detector and NOPE'D. Hard retreat. He went to the car quickly and returned with his hand bleeding from hitting something in his haste to exit. In my county, if you retreat from the metal detector, the deputies will 100% chase you down.
Now, instead of being cuffed and stuffed for bringing the lettuce to court; he is getting coddled for his old pussy skin leaking. It took like 15 minutes in the county building to find a damn band-aid. Pops is charming the whole time....and he was smooth. They get him patched up, an assistant SA realizes the gregarious Sr Handicap guy is there for a seatbelt ticket, and dismisses both our tickets...COOL.
We go back to the car, and I'm like "wtf was that Dad?" He had no idea there was metal detectors in Courthouses. He had a metal pipe and a bag of pot in his pocket( by bag, I mean close to an oz.. Pops smoked copious amounts). Then, he says he ditched his pot in the hedges next to the glass entryway; AND he suggested I go get it. Lmao!
He then got out, and crawled around in those hedges until he found his piece and bag. We had a good day at the lake lol. That was one wild old man. Miss ya Dad, RIP.