thermal
08-10-2006, 05:04 PM
This post has been claimed to be false by Kevin Smith himself, in this thread on the View Askew website, http://viewaskew.com/theboard/viewtopic.php?t=55687.
I am leaving it here anyways because it's a pretty cool story, but please, take it with a grain of salt
-wng
Anyone go to his seminars with the same title? He did one at my college.
So last night, I smoked with Kevin Smith. Silent Bob and I blazed, in my house. But first, I have to lay down some back story.
A friend of mine’s father, who has been smoking more years than my 30 year old sister has been alive, and knows a lot of old school tricks, called me up one day. When I last saw him, I told him to give me a call if he needed any- and he called 2 days ago, asking if I had any for someone. He put the person on the phone- it was Kevin Smith. He was in the area to do an outdoor screening of Clerks, and was looking to blaze in his hometown.
I offered to smoke him up instead of sell to him, and he accepted. That led to last night, where he showed up at my house, by walking, at 10:50 pm.
We started the smoke off with a joint each, followed by splitting a steam roller. We talked about a bunch of local stupid crap- like what’s going on in the town and the local diner (we both know the owner, and both eat there a lot). And yes, he carries the pocket diploma that our high school gave us when we graduated- even though he the school 12 years before me, they looked exactly the same. We compared ours and they’re exactly the same except for names and his is a little discolored.
We were on by back deck, with a cooler of coke next to us, and a ring of citronella candles surrounding us. Bug free was the way to be.
But back to the smoke- we basically talked about local gossip, and pretty much nothing about his movies. It felt like I smoking with my buddies from college- we both were telling good stories and laughing a lot, while passing back and forth my gunbowl.
Around 1:45, Jay showed up to give Kevin a ride home. Jay wouldn’t take any hits, but we did talk for about 5 minutes before they both left. As they left, I blew out the citronella candles, cleaned the glass, and then went online for a few minutes to check LWS and DnB…
No pictures, as the stores around here close at 10 (fucking gay), and I couldn’t get new batteries for my camera. Sorry guys, but I do have his phone #, and he has mine for when he’s in the area and is looking to smoke. Maybe next time, I’ll take pictures- but I usually hate pictures when I’m smoking, so I’m probably not going to worry about having batteries for my camera next time either.
Hahaha- that’s my story of smoking with Silent Bob.
I'm now making him a gunbowl- which I'll be dropping off at my friend's house for him when it's done if I don't run into him before I leave for college.
REMEMBER- I NEVER SAID THIS WAS TRUE -thermal
I am leaving it here anyways because it's a pretty cool story, but please, take it with a grain of salt
-wng
Anyone go to his seminars with the same title? He did one at my college.
So last night, I smoked with Kevin Smith. Silent Bob and I blazed, in my house. But first, I have to lay down some back story.
A friend of mine’s father, who has been smoking more years than my 30 year old sister has been alive, and knows a lot of old school tricks, called me up one day. When I last saw him, I told him to give me a call if he needed any- and he called 2 days ago, asking if I had any for someone. He put the person on the phone- it was Kevin Smith. He was in the area to do an outdoor screening of Clerks, and was looking to blaze in his hometown.
I offered to smoke him up instead of sell to him, and he accepted. That led to last night, where he showed up at my house, by walking, at 10:50 pm.
We started the smoke off with a joint each, followed by splitting a steam roller. We talked about a bunch of local stupid crap- like what’s going on in the town and the local diner (we both know the owner, and both eat there a lot). And yes, he carries the pocket diploma that our high school gave us when we graduated- even though he the school 12 years before me, they looked exactly the same. We compared ours and they’re exactly the same except for names and his is a little discolored.
We were on by back deck, with a cooler of coke next to us, and a ring of citronella candles surrounding us. Bug free was the way to be.
But back to the smoke- we basically talked about local gossip, and pretty much nothing about his movies. It felt like I smoking with my buddies from college- we both were telling good stories and laughing a lot, while passing back and forth my gunbowl.
Around 1:45, Jay showed up to give Kevin a ride home. Jay wouldn’t take any hits, but we did talk for about 5 minutes before they both left. As they left, I blew out the citronella candles, cleaned the glass, and then went online for a few minutes to check LWS and DnB…
No pictures, as the stores around here close at 10 (fucking gay), and I couldn’t get new batteries for my camera. Sorry guys, but I do have his phone #, and he has mine for when he’s in the area and is looking to smoke. Maybe next time, I’ll take pictures- but I usually hate pictures when I’m smoking, so I’m probably not going to worry about having batteries for my camera next time either.
Hahaha- that’s my story of smoking with Silent Bob.
I'm now making him a gunbowl- which I'll be dropping off at my friend's house for him when it's done if I don't run into him before I leave for college.
REMEMBER- I NEVER SAID THIS WAS TRUE -thermal