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Actually, one time I smoked weed and hit a kid on a bike. This is true. I mean, he drove right out in front of me while I was driving and I slammed on my brakes and hit his back tire at 1 MPH.. Little fucker came out of nowhere! I didn't even hit his back tire hard enough to knock him off his bike, but he acted so pissed, like he was going to kill me. I drove off as fast as I could. I had smoked weed like 2 hours before that. I didn't.. FEEL.. stoned. But I was still scared. Paranoia weed. The scariest thing was when a police car pulled in behind me on the ride back, I was sweating fucking bullets! I was all panicy and shit. "What if the kid reports me?! I know he knows my car! He saw my license plate! What if I go back to the neighborhood and he slashes my tires?!" Etc. Then I thought about it later and laughed.
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