This reminds me of getting pulled over with a carload of friends back in high school. The policeman shone his flashlight in the car and asked, “have you kids been ‘blowing grass?'”
“Have we what?”
“Been ‘blowing grass.'”
” We don’t know what that means.”
“Yes you do. Are you having a ‘marijuana party?'”
“No, sir.”
And so on. “Blowing grass,” “marijuana party”…we had a hard time suppressing laughter. Policemen back then hilariously spoke in outdated slang from drug pamphlets, like Mary Jane, grass, loco weed, etc.
He let us go. We only had beer. Illegal at our age, but it marked us as good, normal high-schoolers.
The kazoo made me snort laugh. Parked cars are terrible places to get high.
“Hi, how are you?”
This reminds me of getting pulled over with a carload of friends back in high school. The policeman shone his flashlight in the car and asked, “have you kids been ‘blowing grass?'”
“Have we what?”
“Been ‘blowing grass.'”
” We don’t know what that means.”
“Yes you do. Are you having a ‘marijuana party?'”
“No, sir.”
And so on. “Blowing grass,” “marijuana party”…we had a hard time suppressing laughter. Policemen back then hilariously spoke in outdated slang from drug pamphlets, like Mary Jane, grass, loco weed, etc.
He let us go. We only had beer. Illegal at our age, but it marked us as good, normal high-schoolers.