NIGHT AT WENDY'S

It's very late, probably around 130 or 2, and Jason's munchied-out mind led us to Wendy's.

For one, these drive-thrus seem like a miracel to get into while you just stopped hot boxing in the car on the way over. Rolls and rolls of smoke billow out as Jason opened his window to order. This makes the scene even more hilarious to the other stoners in front and behind you.

I always worry about the microphone at the window. Can they hear us giggling? Do theyknow we are ordering weird amounts of food at this late hour? I ended up ordering a fucking kid's meal, while J opted for #3 combo. (Nice, amirite?)

Anyway, after all the giggling and ordering, we quickly pull through, eager for our munchies. We get the coke, pay, get the bags.. my Frosty I ordered with the kid's meal is tiny as fuck. Wtf? I kinda said this out loud. but in an amused way.

"THIS IS SO TINY LOL."

But wait a minute.. what's this? I look up and a large chocolate frosty appears in my hands. How the fuu--

Do you SEE how big of the difference that is? BALLIN'.
I guess I spoke too soon, apparently the drive-thru guy knew we were stoned as shit and gave us a free large frosty with our order. I don't know who this guy is or what it means for him to give us this frosty, however I do appreciate it nonetheless.

Sometimes, even when you're embarrassingly stoned, being high comes with perks. Try it.
420 ANNOUNCEMENT.
In other news, tonight is the big 420 night. It's time to stay up and toke it and get bored, but before all of that starts, Jason and I are gonna hit up some nasty prankin' and may even be shown on the news.

We'll update tomorrow and Thursday about the whole thing. Expect pics and hopefully a video!


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