As Vietnam War vets returned home, they snuck-in Thai Stick ~ a very powerful almost hallucinogenic herb. @ $75.00 an ounce, most people bought a match box ~ a ¼ oz.
Happy with my 1st box of Thai, I hid it in the garage rafters.
Due to my Mom now working the midnight shift at Safeway Food Stores to earn extra overtime money and Lita went home @ 9:00 P.M. to at least spend some time with Lito, the 3 hour gap left Tappy and me to our own devices.
Because he already had a girlfriend 2 houses down, that gave me the chance to smoke weed alone in the backyard with Dukey.
Loopy as all git-out stoned to the bone, I would watch Deputy Dog, Gunsmoke, The Beverly Hillbillies, Batman, Andy Griffith, Bewitched, Gomer Pyle, Mission Impossible and Hogan’s Heroes.
One evening my mom came home early because the Safeway was robbed and upon hearing her car’s engine in the driveway, I had to scramble carrying Dukey upstairs, gargle some Listerine, put Visine in my eyes, turn on the TV and pretend that I really was there ~ physically at least.
Within a few months the entire Sophomore class was tokin'-anda-smokin’.
The big differential was the color and flavor of our Zig~Zag cigarette papers and the quality of our marijuana.
Because of my excellent allowance, I preferred Thai Stick, Acapulco Gold and chocolate flavored papers.
One afternoon while Lita was shaking out the throw rugs from the kitchen window, I was tapping the ashes off of my joint outa my Mom's master bathroom.
Upon looking right towards the back of the house, Lita noticed my extended arm holding what appeared to be a smoking cigarette out of the bathroom window.
Knocking furiously on the door Lita asked me why I was smoking cigarettes.
Taking my last puff I opened the door and told her that it was not a cigarette and that it was marijuana. Lita threatened to tell my Mom when she got home.
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