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Originally Posted by ChiefBongWater
uhm lets see.... this previous summer i went to a fest in west virginia, lol. The first night we kill a bottle of captain,chief some bud.. hangout at the tent for a bit. Later on i decide to trip once things start picking up.
So its about 3 am i think, we've checked out the jungle stage and decide to make our long trek over to the hardcore stage, im pretty faced at this point. On our way across the big fields we see a clearing with a bright ass light shining on it, so we assume thats the right way. We get over there and we find this redneck hillbilly with a f*ckin rifle pointed at us!! yelling all this sh*t about how were on his property. he forces us to sit down on his picnic table, lol. we had tried to leave but he actually fired the rifle, like up in the air.
So he is freakin out all drunk n shit, saying he thought we were gonna rob him or something. it takes us a good half hour to convince him we just got lost. & we end up smokin some bud with him, and he lets us go. But it was pretty fucked when ur trippin.
He then said he would sell hotdogs to us the next morning for a buck 50 lol
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I remember you talking about that shit. that is some scary shite! those west virginia hill-billies must be crazy!
Shit scottish were was bizzy at? Crazy motherfucker left bone-thugs and I haven't heard about him since lol.