FTR – 09
“Hey, were you at Coachella?”
“Uh, yeah, actually, I was…”
“Do you remember me?”
“Uhhhmm, I met so many people there, I was ‘working,’ so-”
“Yeah that’s just it, you smoked me out for free though, remember?”
“Ohhhhhhhhh yeah! Yeah, you’re the girl whose boyfriend had just been busted for selling bud and molly when I was right there fifteen feet away slinging bud and- bud. Yea, I told you I’d smoke you out but the bowl was in the car and I accidentally sold like 4 bags on the walk back… How you been?”
The abridged version was good, and that she’d brought her friend Dmitri to Furthur. And now, through the transitive property, karma, unbelievable chance and good memory, Smokey and I have been introduced and are gonna be chilling with Dmitri all weekend too.
Jackpot.
