Stoned Spring Break Road Trip

The scene:  Spring break road trip from Boston to Philly in my friend nick’s 1999 V6 Ford Taurus.  We are stuck on the George Washington Bridge at 1am.  I (calvin) am driving and Nick is in the passenger seat.

Nick: I have to poop

Calvin: Well we arent going anywhere fast so you’ll have to hold it

Nick: I think I’m prairie doggin’

Calvin: We should smoke some more so you forget about pooping

Nick: Haha, ok (three more bowls are smoked, and the car is filled with hazey smoke.  There is a knock at the window.  It is a prostitute.)

Hooker: Hey baby what you doin tonight?  Smells good in here! (We can smell alcohol on her breath, as I look up he bridge I see there are four or five more hookers wandering around in early morning traffic)

Nick: Uhm, I’m just…I’m FREAKIN OUT DUDE!!! (Rushes to roll up the window while he is laughing hysterically.  I have another bowl packed at the ready.  We finally settle down, still not having gone anywhere in the traffic, and begin to smoke the other bowl.)

Calvin: Jesus dude what just happened?

Nick: I dunno man but I have to poop even worse now

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