Well my daughter and grandkids went on an excursion today to spend money that Dad and Papaw gave them for christmas! I just nudged myself in and went along for the ride. This is a true story I'm about to tell u so try not to be appalled when... well when u are! Here goes... we are tooling down route 13 to carbondale and the kids are chattering and fighting in the back seat as usual. My daughter has on another indian outfit some three or four layers deep, jewelry to rival Ali Baba and some pink posh lipstick on her pouty lips and glittery pink blush from some upper scale brand. (I gave her that!!!) She wore it like Godiva!!!! And I noticed her sunglasses had three layers of colors to the outside frame. She proclaimed them Dolce and Gabbana. Well out of the corner of my good eye I saw something slightly red and long with smoke drifting out of it!!! It had merry christmas on the side of it! My daughter took what i can only describe as a
long practiced drag from it and i swear she had inhaled like an old indian chief on a pow wow and blew this candy smell out her nose and into my face! The kids in the back seat went into overdrive jumping up and down like corn popping, screamming "mama's got her puffer, mama' s got her puffer"!!!! Apparently they have witnessed this before and old news to them. I sat stunned at what I was seeing! Smoke billowing out everywhere and she held the fake cig kinda like a wino clutches his bottle.. all possessive and leaned over and whispered through the smoke screen between us that it "tasted good and settled her "nerves" I lowered my head gently in deep understanding for a minute. The kids in the back explained it all. But then she got a glazed look in her black kohl lined eyes and inhaled again with gusto and said "here, try it! "I will get u one" it will help u lose weight... go on...try it, like the pusher to the first time crack head!! Then she just went crazy... drove like a maniac down side streets in carbondale looking for a smoke shop to get me mine for the next 45 minutes. We whipped in and out of stores with single minded determination. She never let up on her inhaling! I was shook up and we finally got me one after she wrangled around pouring some liquid potpourri with emphasis on the"pot" into the little stem and she plugged it into the carjack and told me to charge it every once in awhile!!!! U cant fool me! This is a cigarette.! I finally, feebly took a toke and coughed and gagged! They all laughed in unison and the kids were screaming " mamaws a puffer!" Where they get that from?? I think she trying to cover up what this shit really is, cause my head swam and my eyes watered and glittered and I felt a
calmness descend on me as I took another drag. Yep, "its dope,"i said to myself. No wonder she's dressing like an indian. Im getting me a shawl soon as I can!!!!!!
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