Today’s totally bizarre stoner story…….
So, as you know, I got up super early this morning to get a good walk or two in (turned out to be 2)….so, during the first walk around town, we go by the park.
Dude and I are truckin along, and a female voice starts yelling “excuse me! Stop for a minute please” etc. At first I thought it was a Karen type, complaining about the big scary dog…. I wasn’t that lucky.
I realize who this lady is…..she’s an extremely devout Orthodox Christian…..all the way in the crazy section of that group (no offense to any religious folks…I’m not talking about you….we’ve all met “those” ones)……..and she’s a schizophrenic, unmedicated Im pretty sure…..and this may or may not be meth induced….but I suppose there are a lot of things that can make your teeth look like that lol
She gets over to me, we exchange pleasantries….she pets the dog for a second….looks me directly in the eye, and says “you should know, I’ve been having impure thoughts and dreams about you”….
Now, I don’t know this woman. I know “of” her….. and have been in the vicinity when she’s been talking to others and witnessed how she is….her house is the one with the ten thousand crosses spray painted every few inches around her entire, made of cardboard and chicken wire, fence…..like 9 feet high.
So, now we’re just standing there….awkwardly looking at each other. I’m contemplating weather to just walk away, or if I should say something witty to make it clear I’m not interested, then walk away.
‘Bout that time, she blurts out “my daddy’s an assassin….he does the WET work” …..with this maniacal look in her eyes.
I said my usual “far out”, and Dude and I made sure to walk fast, and up the nearest, steepest hill, so as not to be followed.
Meth must be a hell of a drug