Stimpy and Ren
Well-Known Member
I know this section discusses everything else, but marijuana. But, perhaps this can be an exception because it has to do with Subway.
Ok, so yesterday, me and a friend went into subway so he could grab a bite to eat real quick. There was only 1 worker in there and the place was empty except us. On the floor, on the customer side of the glass, there was what looked to be a piece of pink colored trash. I payed it no mind, and I sat and waited for the guy to make my friend's sub. He finished making it, gave it to us, and I stood up and started to walk to the door. In the standing position, I could see the piece of trash more clearly. Now, I could tell it was a small translucent pink baggy. I know what those baggies are for, but I didn't believe that there could be one on the floor at a subway. My friend sees it now and asks what it is. He picks it up and puts it right up to his eyes and carefully inspects it. He didn't have to, because the sweet pungent smell would have traveled a mile. We thought, "Sweet, some customers dropped their bag." In shock, we walk out of the subway while dancing a happy dance in celebration. We had already planned on smoking that night and we already had two different potent strains. And now, by chance, we had a third, and by the smell of it, it was some beautiful stuff. Fruity to the core. We get in the truck and we still can't believe what just happened. It was a lucky ass thing. Then, we see the subway worker walk out the store and towards the truck. He motions to roll down the window. We do. He says, "Hey I know you got my stuff". We apologize and tell him that we wouldn't have taken it if we thought it was his. (We don't steal) We thought it was just a customer that dropped his baggie. He was cool about it. Talked for a little bit. He pinches off a sizable amount for our troubles, and we get to go home with a sampler platter.
I had just cleaned my bubbler the day before. It had soaked in isopropyl and salt for 6 hours. And it was sparkling and beautiful. We put ice cold water in that thing and put our 3 different strains in a massive bowl and we took smooth, cold, crisp hits off of it. The flavors ranged from herby, spicy, piney, skunky, fruity, and potent candy. With a little bit of coffee mixed in. Not sure where that flavor came from though.
So now, the two stoner hotspots in my town are Wendy's and apparently Subway now. We've eaten at Wendy's high dozens of times. Not sure why, but it just happens like that. And now we have a hook up at Subway who can get us the fruitiest weed you've ever smelled, and get us free subs.
Subway is already an integral part of RIU. It is the fuel that runs many of the mind machines in this forum. And now it has reached legendary status. Subway forever.
Ok, so yesterday, me and a friend went into subway so he could grab a bite to eat real quick. There was only 1 worker in there and the place was empty except us. On the floor, on the customer side of the glass, there was what looked to be a piece of pink colored trash. I payed it no mind, and I sat and waited for the guy to make my friend's sub. He finished making it, gave it to us, and I stood up and started to walk to the door. In the standing position, I could see the piece of trash more clearly. Now, I could tell it was a small translucent pink baggy. I know what those baggies are for, but I didn't believe that there could be one on the floor at a subway. My friend sees it now and asks what it is. He picks it up and puts it right up to his eyes and carefully inspects it. He didn't have to, because the sweet pungent smell would have traveled a mile. We thought, "Sweet, some customers dropped their bag." In shock, we walk out of the subway while dancing a happy dance in celebration. We had already planned on smoking that night and we already had two different potent strains. And now, by chance, we had a third, and by the smell of it, it was some beautiful stuff. Fruity to the core. We get in the truck and we still can't believe what just happened. It was a lucky ass thing. Then, we see the subway worker walk out the store and towards the truck. He motions to roll down the window. We do. He says, "Hey I know you got my stuff". We apologize and tell him that we wouldn't have taken it if we thought it was his. (We don't steal) We thought it was just a customer that dropped his baggie. He was cool about it. Talked for a little bit. He pinches off a sizable amount for our troubles, and we get to go home with a sampler platter.
I had just cleaned my bubbler the day before. It had soaked in isopropyl and salt for 6 hours. And it was sparkling and beautiful. We put ice cold water in that thing and put our 3 different strains in a massive bowl and we took smooth, cold, crisp hits off of it. The flavors ranged from herby, spicy, piney, skunky, fruity, and potent candy. With a little bit of coffee mixed in. Not sure where that flavor came from though.
So now, the two stoner hotspots in my town are Wendy's and apparently Subway now. We've eaten at Wendy's high dozens of times. Not sure why, but it just happens like that. And now we have a hook up at Subway who can get us the fruitiest weed you've ever smelled, and get us free subs.
Subway is already an integral part of RIU. It is the fuel that runs many of the mind machines in this forum. And now it has reached legendary status. Subway forever.
But if you just found weed this would probably fit more in Toke and Talk buuuuuuut its cool 
