You know i have a story that is pretty much the opposite....
Keep in mind this was when i was about 17 or so. As of now i do not procure nor smoke pot.
Anyway, back in the day i was looking for something to smoke. And i met a gentleman who stated that he could procure said substance. After a long session of calls to " his guy" , ending at about 1 am, he said he was going to get it for me, not being very critical at the time, i thought nothing of his request that i not come inside.
Obviously my hard earned cash was stolen, and the night ended on a bum note. Being a punk, i decided the best way to alleviate my anger was to walk around downtown.
As i was walking, a very black, almsot stereotypical cat crossed my path. And the lil bugger would not leave me alone. Being a person that likes cats, i found the situation rather soothing.
I wandered into a favorite alley ( ahh the punk rock days....) and proceeded to play with said cat. After a few minutes of this i was looking for a cigarette in my jacket, and lo and behold i ran across a previously forgotten non-standard cigarette, and $20. Me and the cat, to an extent shared the non standard cigarette, and i ended the night with a 20 dollar bag of junk food, and a large want to eat it.
