I can't help it if I keep having a twisted version of the Indian Jones scene where he runs to the plane from the temple.
Wasn't necessarily a good night, was a good day but... One of our good friends is moving to another state on Tuesday, so we were at the pub pretty much all day. Since it was a Sunday, they closed at 10:30. We went for a hills run and sat on top of our friends van listening to music having a D&M. Great. Then because he was leaving, we wanted to do something special. So a couple of them decided we'd get really high and just go on an adventure or something. They leave the top of the hill to get weed, and they ended up getting really baked and unable to bring it back up. I'm driving so I didn't drink and I didn't want to get high(as was another friend). But for some reason we went with them when they did. Ended up at our old school at the benches when two flashlights come on. Security guards. Pretty much, long story short, cops rock up. A couple people freaked out, one legged it. Two ended up with fines and the rest of us essentially got a slap on the wrist. We're in the system as being in the vicinity of marijuana. No criminal record just but were we ever in a situation, they'd have to search us. A few people swore off smoking ever again. And the guy who's moving states, lost his jacket and car keys. So... it was quite the night.