Ok no rides with you either!
It's a strange thing to walk away from any accident and wonder later about it.
I had done the harvest of Red Hair, met up with an old party room mate that I didn't know was back in town.
I was in for a body stone and tired of smoking so I took an once, made 12 blueberry muffins, go the munchies from smoking, ate 8.
I could hear my name being called over a loud speaker/megaphone, I was crawling out of a cold wet black abyss with no idea why somebody kept yelling my name.
Geez I was feeling wet/cold and I couldn't figure out why.
Then I heard somebody say I'll go get him, splashing, chain rattling, something was banging under me it seemed-man I'm cold.
Then this jerk, then another, I opened my eyes, water was half way up my chest. What the Frig!
Next thing I know I'm on a cold cement floor being rolled, somebody's ripping me off, taking my weed, money, other things out of the pockets.
I couldn't do anything, helpless, man those black boots are shiny.
I heard "What do you want me to do with this?"
Reply: "Put it in there."
I heard the white throne flush......
Next thing I woke up dry, clean white linens, IV stuck in me, I was in the hospital for a tad check over.
It was the RCMP that rescued me-well the tow truck driver dragged me out of the city park duck pond.
The OZ. they flushed had been sitting in water for hours-so they knew it was a lame attempt to charge me.
I later found out that I was so wrinkled up from sitting in that water for so many hours that they felt sorry for me + my LTD ride.