The Shed and Friends

My friends and I used to all smoke in a buddy’s shed in his backyard. His guardian did care and the shed and backyard was only safe place to smoke and hangout. At first the shed was, well just a dirty empty shed, but we cleaned it out put in some rug, lamps, a couch, chairs, a coffee table, and even a pulley and rope setup to the door so we can keep the door closed without getting our stoned asses off the couch, the place was almost damn livable. This is where most of my best senior year memories where born we loved the shed weather we where hanging out stoned or not we owned it, it was ours. There was this one time (I wasn’t there at the time but I saw the moose and calf still chilling there the next day) a moose gave birth to a calf nearby and came into the back yard while everyone was smoking and decided that our safe place was her and her baby’s safe place too for a couple of days. When my very high friends discovered this, two climbed on the shed’s roof and one was trapped inside for an hour. This doesn’t as sound funny but the shed doors don’t close all the way so the friend inside had to stand at the door to keep it closed and everyone was freaking out and I don’t know if you guys and gals have ever seen a moose up close but they are HUGE and stoned they become giants.



We did this for most of the school year till one day my friends guardian took out her anger (not going to get into detail why but my friends guardian the devil) on the shed and broke our 2 pipes, bubbler, and a couple dozen bag seeds. A months later (in the summer) the devil kicked my friend out with another year of high school to go. Another month later we found out that our friend was being sent to Kansas City so on the day he was going to leave all of us broke into the shed which was locked because the house was in the middle of being repossessed by the bank. We smoked and said our goodbyes and signed our names on the shed wall. This happened two days ago we all miss our friend and shed

Please excuse my grammer and spelling if any of it was messed up had a knot in my throat through most of it.

Any of you guy/gals have a special smoking spot?

Buy a van and renovate it to resemble the shed and road trip itto him for one last real good sesh . That sentiment would go a long way.

back when i lived in ak it was laying in my hammock in the yard or hotboxing the quad at alyeska. +rep to a fellow ak smoker

me and my old friends from homestead would jump a fence and smoke in the empty pool man it waz the shit cuz when your high you always wanna just try running up the wall man i miss those days