So my roommate at the time and I had an apartment on a fairly busy street in Lubbock. We had a studio type apartment, with the bedrooms and bathroom upstairs, and the living/dining and kitchen down stairs. Out our front door was a small fenced in patio of sorts.

It was a real nice evening, absolutely gorgeous outside. We both smoked quite a bit, and decided it would be awesome to sit out on the patio, get high, and soak in a little evening air. It was dark outside, so we were fairly certain we weren’t risking it all that much. So we grab the bong and the bud, and began our little ceremony on the patio.

All of a sudden, red and blue lights come flashing down the street. This wasn’t abnormal, as ambulances used this road to access the loop, so we were used to seeing them. This was a cop however. He pulled up to a quick stop right in front of our apartment.

We freaked.

We grab the goods, and bolt indoors, locking it behind us. The lights were already off, so of course, we left it that way. We snuck upstairs to peek out of the window and try to figure out our next course of action. The doorbell never rung, and no one knocked.

The cop was talking to a man outside on the sidewalk, not 15 feet from our patio. The man was obviously intoxicated. We soon realized that we were just in the wrong place at the wrong time, and we were in the clear. That’s a funny story in itself, but it gets better.

The drunk man the cop was talking to……….was blind. Hang with me, it gets better. The cop keeps asking him “Why did you throw it?”. It took awhile for “it” to be revealed in the conversation, but finally, it happened.

“Sir, tell me again why you threw your WALKING CANE out in the middle of the road?”

“I was mad officer.”

“Don’t you need it to get around.”

“Uh……yeah.”

To clarify, the blink drunk man, walking down a busy street, gets mad at his old lady, and in a fit of rage tosses his walking cane into the middle of the street. He then blindly continues his journey on down the road.