atherington
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Oh I've got a splendid story.. This wasn't exactly a 'ride' but I've definitely tagged it in my mind as a 'bad memory while hitching'
A girl (Mia) who I had met in Florida traveling who happened to also be a stripper joined me in my travels along I-10. Anyways, we got stuck in Louisiana just before Texas and flew a sign along the on ramp for a few hours. Eventually a man from the back woods driving a pick up pulled up.. was acting real sketchy and said he couldn't give us a ride right then but that he would be back in 5 minutes or so. He drove away and in behind a convenience store nearby. We thought nothing of it.
And a short while later he returned like he said he would... pulled his truck up next to Mia and stopped with a big toothless grin staring her down...
Then we realized what was going on.. He was whaling right away on his.. 'private parts' right in front of her. He had gone behind the convenience store to get a 'head start' apparently. I came about cursing at him to get lost and even kicked the side of his truck but I'm pretty sure he finished up before he took off.
It was pretty damn bizarre. And is always one of the first stories I tell when asked about my hitching trip along I-10 .
A girl (Mia) who I had met in Florida traveling who happened to also be a stripper joined me in my travels along I-10. Anyways, we got stuck in Louisiana just before Texas and flew a sign along the on ramp for a few hours. Eventually a man from the back woods driving a pick up pulled up.. was acting real sketchy and said he couldn't give us a ride right then but that he would be back in 5 minutes or so. He drove away and in behind a convenience store nearby. We thought nothing of it.
And a short while later he returned like he said he would... pulled his truck up next to Mia and stopped with a big toothless grin staring her down...
Then we realized what was going on.. He was whaling right away on his.. 'private parts' right in front of her. He had gone behind the convenience store to get a 'head start' apparently. I came about cursing at him to get lost and even kicked the side of his truck but I'm pretty sure he finished up before he took off.
It was pretty damn bizarre. And is always one of the first stories I tell when asked about my hitching trip along I-10 .
veggieguy12
The Captain
atherington said:
Nothing bizarre about it, just what happens when you combine Interstate 10 and the great state of Louisiana. It's certainly a regional tradition.
Pretty much the local law, really.
bobNkamille
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hey i was reading your storie on here and i noticed you brought up a name Lice and it was relitivly close to my home town but yeah is he from SLC utah
bobNkamille
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sorry i dont get this computer shit very well!
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Yell
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My worst experience was me and a friend had a small beat up car we were going to use til it died. it drove us from new york, to florida, and then as we were heading out of florida, in Ft. Lauderdalle, it finally broke down. Me and my partner started hitching and a trucker was nice enough to stop and he offered to even help repair the broken vehicle for free. He offered us a ride to the nearest place to get parts and etc. So we are riding in his truck, and he begins to tell me how pretty i am. Totally ignoring the fact my friend is there. or even a male for that matter. He begins to hit on me and offers me money if i give him a blow job. I declined and asked him to let us off, and we'd find someone else to hitch with. He locked his doors.
started begging and saying his wife never does it and he needs it etc. at this point i want to vomit. So i tell him i have herpes of my mouth, and aids, and any other disease that could possibly scare him off. Nothing worked, doors still locked and hes still driving. Eventually me and my driving buddy noticed a greyhound station exit coming up, so my partner started threatening him because he didn't like how i was being spoken too, and we got let off after nearly getting stabbed by a horny pissed off truck driver. We slept in the greyhound station that night, 5 hours after all this happened i went out of the station to have a smoke, and a guy walks up to me asking for a light. I give it to him, and he starts telling me he just got out of jail. We talk about it for a while, and i head back in, not even 15 minutes later does he come back in with a gun held up high telling everyone he's robbing them. He spots me and he's like. "NOT YOU, GIRL YOU COOL."
NEEDLESS to say. Ft.Lauderdale will not be getting visits from me anytime soon.
started begging and saying his wife never does it and he needs it etc. at this point i want to vomit. So i tell him i have herpes of my mouth, and aids, and any other disease that could possibly scare him off. Nothing worked, doors still locked and hes still driving. Eventually me and my driving buddy noticed a greyhound station exit coming up, so my partner started threatening him because he didn't like how i was being spoken too, and we got let off after nearly getting stabbed by a horny pissed off truck driver. We slept in the greyhound station that night, 5 hours after all this happened i went out of the station to have a smoke, and a guy walks up to me asking for a light. I give it to him, and he starts telling me he just got out of jail. We talk about it for a while, and i head back in, not even 15 minutes later does he come back in with a gun held up high telling everyone he's robbing them. He spots me and he's like. "NOT YOU, GIRL YOU COOL."
NEEDLESS to say. Ft.Lauderdale will not be getting visits from me anytime soon.
I hithced a ride out of a festival with this dude who was an "artist" he says who had a tnt at the festival where he was doing art "sculptures' with junk. and he says he trades everything he wants in life for his art. and everything in life is art. when I first meet him he's painted all over his upper body with body paint and glitter even on his nails, and he's' wearing jeans and sandles. I though it was a tad weird, but mind you it was like 2/3 in the after noon, late august upstate, ny hot summer, I was drunk since like 9 or ten in the am off of groundscored beers and festival security was telling he had to leave imediately, so the threw my stuff in his van and we left. also he had a ton of shit just thrown in th back of his van there was barely any room for my bag to go another b ad sign that I overlooked due to being cocked. after some random stops and getting pulled over for speeding on the NY state higways and having drug dogs come out becuase this idiot told the cops were coming from a festival were tons of drugs go and come from. and even told the cops ther might be a tab or 2 acid in the back of
his van becuase he picked yup trash of the ground for his art and people drop tabs on the ground sometimes. and he even gave the cops some stupid schetch that said cops are cool and had a peace sign and the cop just luaghed when he gave iit to him. I'm sitting shotgun watching this guy drive around on the same streets 3 seperate times, he hjad no real idea of where the fuck he was going and he said he was getting his bearing on where we needed to go by guiding himself by the stars, but he really diddn't know what he was doing aperently. then.. he wants cigs fromt he gas station and he still can't find his wallet. so he thinks, he's gonna trade a peice of artwork to the gas station lady so he can get cigs, I tiold him it wasnt gonna work so we just went in, bough him a pack of rollies and we got some slices of pizza and were on our way again drivign aroundin circles going now wwhere. our 1st destination was supposed to be NYC where the twin towers were so he could build an art memmorial, but It didnt seem like we we're getting anywhere. he asked me to drive for him for a while and
I noticed his gas tank was getting down to a 1/4 tank and I asked him what he was gona do about the situation and he said we'd make it to NYC but we were more than a couple hrs. away. I was starting to wonder even more if this guy was for real or not, I was starting to think more and more how rediculous this dude was. my tolerance for him was decreasing, then he ask me to drive for him, so I agree to drive, he says he want to take a nape for a little while. we switch seat, I start driving, the all th sudden he starts breathing real weird and starts drawing the designs/pictures all over him and is kinda in a trance/physcotic like state, like heh didn't even remmber I was there or something, the he breaks open the marker and smears it all obver him and before this he rubbed deoderant all over his body including head neck and face. then he takes crayons and starts coloring himself. inbetween all this he decides he doesn't like the radion anymore and decide that he thinks he can wire up his mp3 player to the radio while thwe cars is driving. so he starts popping off buttunes with his knife to remove the dash panel while I'm driving his knife comes like 6 inches or so from my face several times. now he's really getting to me, kinda startinbg to freak me out., literally breaking the dash bord off to get at the stereo, the he pops the radio out with his knife and cuts the wires with his knife while the radio was still on cuase he broke the volume, so we listend to static the whole time he was trying to do this shit, this go on for over a half hr. the he poorly spliced the wires of the mp3 player and radio and proceeds to use plastic grocery bags as elctirical tape, what a joke. and that aint gonna work! mean while his gas tank is gettingnear empty and all this crazyness was diastraing me from the road and we had smoked a bit to so.. I was watching him more than the road becuase what he was doing was so buizare. so ou tin the middle of niowhere I stoped his van under a street light on a back road in NY on rt 30 near the delaware river. I got out of his van took my shit and ditched a few bags of extra shit on the side of the road and walk 15 mins down the road walked up into the woods went to sleep. I woke up and had no idea where I was! I knew I was in NY and that was it. so I packed up all my shit and had decided to dich some more shit, a nother bag of stuff. walked for a while and really no cars where evne coming down the road it was like 9 in the am. I was trying to get somewhere atleast but I was worried. after being on that road for a while I hear another road with but with faster m oving cars on it, I assumed it to be somekinda highway, so I cut through 5 mins of woods to get there and that's wher eI came to the delaware river to fill up my water bottle aand take a break with my opack off while the purification tabs took effect. so after a lil break I keep walking, then I after I getback on the highway I start walking with my thuimb up everytime a car goes by, no luck until after walking for over three and half hrs. up the steep hillled roads with my way to heavy pack I got a ride from some big guy in his 60's he gave me a soda and a ride to one of the next towns over delhi, ny. it was collage town, so I though maybe i could find someone ppl to chill with and try and get them to bring me to this fest. so I waitied in the collage parkinglot for somebody to come out of the buildings, and 10mins later someone did and they told me to go to oneonta, ny and I he told meI coudl take a 5 dollar bus up there, but I decided to make a sign and sit by the stop light and five mins I got a ride from some kid who was just getting outta school and was going home to oneonta.
he brought me there and dropped me off behind a strip mall on a main street,found some ppl to let me stay with them 4 the week til the weekend and also found a ride to next fest.
his van becuase he picked yup trash of the ground for his art and people drop tabs on the ground sometimes. and he even gave the cops some stupid schetch that said cops are cool and had a peace sign and the cop just luaghed when he gave iit to him. I'm sitting shotgun watching this guy drive around on the same streets 3 seperate times, he hjad no real idea of where the fuck he was going and he said he was getting his bearing on where we needed to go by guiding himself by the stars, but he really diddn't know what he was doing aperently. then.. he wants cigs fromt he gas station and he still can't find his wallet. so he thinks, he's gonna trade a peice of artwork to the gas station lady so he can get cigs, I tiold him it wasnt gonna work so we just went in, bough him a pack of rollies and we got some slices of pizza and were on our way again drivign aroundin circles going now wwhere. our 1st destination was supposed to be NYC where the twin towers were so he could build an art memmorial, but It didnt seem like we we're getting anywhere. he asked me to drive for him for a while and
I noticed his gas tank was getting down to a 1/4 tank and I asked him what he was gona do about the situation and he said we'd make it to NYC but we were more than a couple hrs. away. I was starting to wonder even more if this guy was for real or not, I was starting to think more and more how rediculous this dude was. my tolerance for him was decreasing, then he ask me to drive for him, so I agree to drive, he says he want to take a nape for a little while. we switch seat, I start driving, the all th sudden he starts breathing real weird and starts drawing the designs/pictures all over him and is kinda in a trance/physcotic like state, like heh didn't even remmber I was there or something, the he breaks open the marker and smears it all obver him and before this he rubbed deoderant all over his body including head neck and face. then he takes crayons and starts coloring himself. inbetween all this he decides he doesn't like the radion anymore and decide that he thinks he can wire up his mp3 player to the radio while thwe cars is driving. so he starts popping off buttunes with his knife to remove the dash panel while I'm driving his knife comes like 6 inches or so from my face several times. now he's really getting to me, kinda startinbg to freak me out., literally breaking the dash bord off to get at the stereo, the he pops the radio out with his knife and cuts the wires with his knife while the radio was still on cuase he broke the volume, so we listend to static the whole time he was trying to do this shit, this go on for over a half hr. the he poorly spliced the wires of the mp3 player and radio and proceeds to use plastic grocery bags as elctirical tape, what a joke. and that aint gonna work! mean while his gas tank is gettingnear empty and all this crazyness was diastraing me from the road and we had smoked a bit to so.. I was watching him more than the road becuase what he was doing was so buizare. so ou tin the middle of niowhere I stoped his van under a street light on a back road in NY on rt 30 near the delaware river. I got out of his van took my shit and ditched a few bags of extra shit on the side of the road and walk 15 mins down the road walked up into the woods went to sleep. I woke up and had no idea where I was! I knew I was in NY and that was it. so I packed up all my shit and had decided to dich some more shit, a nother bag of stuff. walked for a while and really no cars where evne coming down the road it was like 9 in the am. I was trying to get somewhere atleast but I was worried. after being on that road for a while I hear another road with but with faster m oving cars on it, I assumed it to be somekinda highway, so I cut through 5 mins of woods to get there and that's wher eI came to the delaware river to fill up my water bottle aand take a break with my opack off while the purification tabs took effect. so after a lil break I keep walking, then I after I getback on the highway I start walking with my thuimb up everytime a car goes by, no luck until after walking for over three and half hrs. up the steep hillled roads with my way to heavy pack I got a ride from some big guy in his 60's he gave me a soda and a ride to one of the next towns over delhi, ny. it was collage town, so I though maybe i could find someone ppl to chill with and try and get them to bring me to this fest. so I waitied in the collage parkinglot for somebody to come out of the buildings, and 10mins later someone did and they told me to go to oneonta, ny and I he told meI coudl take a 5 dollar bus up there, but I decided to make a sign and sit by the stop light and five mins I got a ride from some kid who was just getting outta school and was going home to oneonta.
he brought me there and dropped me off behind a strip mall on a main street,found some ppl to let me stay with them 4 the week til the weekend and also found a ride to next fest.
Not any particularly bad ones yet, a couple of homophobes,plenty of drunk drivers. My favorite was a trucker who immediatly asked me and my friend if we had dope when we got in the car.Yeah, thats what I want--Some trucker nodding out and killing us all.Also notable was some dude who rolled a blunt with my weed (it was a kickdown,so no biggie), told me he was gonna pay me back..Long story short i get stranded in the middle of nowhere with no weed and nowhere near a on ramp.that was fun.
Komjaunimas
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these did happen to my friends.
2 friends were hitchin home (80mile distance) sudenly a car stoped 4 drunk men jumped out of the car, beat the shit of them and drive away. Aphter half an hour same car with only a driver came back(the driver didnt beat them) he said he was sorry for his drunk friends and offered them a ride home. They got to the car and aphter some miles the driver turned to the woods, there were those 4 guys waiting and they beat them again...
2 friends were hitchin home (80mile distance) sudenly a car stoped 4 drunk men jumped out of the car, beat the shit of them and drive away. Aphter half an hour same car with only a driver came back(the driver didnt beat them) he said he was sorry for his drunk friends and offered them a ride home. They got to the car and aphter some miles the driver turned to the woods, there were those 4 guys waiting and they beat them again...
Spirit
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i repeat, FUCK DUNCAN!!!!! ahhhh!!
Medusa
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My friend (a male) and I met this guy at a soup kitchen in Portland. He had a box truck and two puppies. I guess he was living out of his truck, but I'm not sure. He was a pretty goofy, strange guy. My friend asked him if he could take him to the hot springs, and I agreed to go with because I had never been to hot springs before and another male friend was going. The dude ends up talking about having a kid with this lady who basically "raped" him, and so he doesn't seem as happy as he acts, but he talks about normal stuff, too. I had a feeling the guy might turn out to be crazy, but I really wanted to see what the hot springs were all about and figured we could hitchhike back if the guy was nuts.
We finally go on our way. One of us sits in the front with him, and the other two of us sit in the back with the puppies. He takes us to a grocery store to get supplies and such, throwing items to us in the store, acting like a total goofball and telling us we needed to eat the healthy stuff..even gets some beer. But looking back, it was really weird that he fed his dogs hamburgers from a fast food place. He seemed to have plenty of money...maybe from the military because he had military uniform stuff in the back...or SSI..haha
Anyway, I eventually end up sitting in the front. I load bowls for him, and we get high. He then asks me if I think he's attractive and things like that, trying to see if I like him 'cause, apparently, he likes me. I'm not attracted to him at all (he's kinda fat and just not my type at all). I try to pretend that I'm confused because I'm stoned and avoid answering the question altogether. Then he says, "you're not attracted to me?" and blah blah blah...and I still don't give an answer. He sounds like he's joking, but I can tell he's kinda upset. And eventually he asks me if I have any weapons in case something happens because "you never know what could happen on the mountain." I say, "yeah"....he says, "what do you have?"....and I respond with, "stuff," and leave it at that.
So, we finally get to the hot springs and park the truck on the side of the road. It feels like the trail to the hot springs is forever-long. We get there while it's still day time. There's people there, but they leave because the dude gets in naked and throws his dogs in, too. I'm thinking "fuck, now I can't go in"....'cause there's no way in hell I'm getting in that tub with only him while he's naked. So, the other two finally get in, and I decide to get in but won't sit by him. We're there for a while. He spends much of the time joking about circumcision and how you have less of a dick. But I guess he's actually pretty upset about having a small dick or something....and no, i didn't look. I made sure of it.
He then says something to the people on the outside of the walls about their flashlights (it's dark by now). A girl yells back at him about waiting for 2 hours and hearing him talk about his dick. He's joking with her but then eventually snaps and says he doesn't want to stay there because he has bad vibes. So, we leave, going down this winding trail in the dark (only one flashlight). He insists on walking behind us because his dogs are going slower than he wants them to. So, I'm freaking out and looking back every few seconds. I hear his dogs squeak and realize he's kicking them and flinging them forward. The trail feels like it's an ETERNITY long. We finally get to the truck. He says he'll give us a ride to a bus stop, so we can get back to Portland.
My friends get in the back. I say, "I think one of us should sit in the front"....but no one wants to sit up front and the guy is pissed and my friend yells at me to get in the back. I get in. He shuts the door and takes his dogs to the front. Starts driving like a madman down the mountain. I'm thinking he's going to drive us off the mountain in a suicide/murder because he didn't seem to happy with his life. We all get prepared for whenever he stops in case he tries to attack us. I take my smiley out and the other two find tools in the back of the truck amongst all the crap he had in there. We're flying down the mountain. Though, it feels like forever.
He finally stops, and I see flashing lights like cop lights. We get out and he drops us off in the middle of nowhere, but fortunately, the forest rangers were there. They end up helping us find a nice place in the woods to sleep and give us food and water. Then we hitch a ride out the next day and ride a bus back. I really wanted to save those puppies the entire time, but I was afraid he'd try to kill me.
I swear, that was THE MOST stressful ride I have ever had in my life. And I have learned NEVER AGAIN to go against my intuition. If someone seems like they might be crazy, DO NOT get a ride from them....no matter how desperate you are.....unless you're already dying from lack of food or a heat-stroke or something.
We finally go on our way. One of us sits in the front with him, and the other two of us sit in the back with the puppies. He takes us to a grocery store to get supplies and such, throwing items to us in the store, acting like a total goofball and telling us we needed to eat the healthy stuff..even gets some beer. But looking back, it was really weird that he fed his dogs hamburgers from a fast food place. He seemed to have plenty of money...maybe from the military because he had military uniform stuff in the back...or SSI..haha
Anyway, I eventually end up sitting in the front. I load bowls for him, and we get high. He then asks me if I think he's attractive and things like that, trying to see if I like him 'cause, apparently, he likes me. I'm not attracted to him at all (he's kinda fat and just not my type at all). I try to pretend that I'm confused because I'm stoned and avoid answering the question altogether. Then he says, "you're not attracted to me?" and blah blah blah...and I still don't give an answer. He sounds like he's joking, but I can tell he's kinda upset. And eventually he asks me if I have any weapons in case something happens because "you never know what could happen on the mountain." I say, "yeah"....he says, "what do you have?"....and I respond with, "stuff," and leave it at that.
So, we finally get to the hot springs and park the truck on the side of the road. It feels like the trail to the hot springs is forever-long. We get there while it's still day time. There's people there, but they leave because the dude gets in naked and throws his dogs in, too. I'm thinking "fuck, now I can't go in"....'cause there's no way in hell I'm getting in that tub with only him while he's naked. So, the other two finally get in, and I decide to get in but won't sit by him. We're there for a while. He spends much of the time joking about circumcision and how you have less of a dick. But I guess he's actually pretty upset about having a small dick or something....and no, i didn't look. I made sure of it.
He then says something to the people on the outside of the walls about their flashlights (it's dark by now). A girl yells back at him about waiting for 2 hours and hearing him talk about his dick. He's joking with her but then eventually snaps and says he doesn't want to stay there because he has bad vibes. So, we leave, going down this winding trail in the dark (only one flashlight). He insists on walking behind us because his dogs are going slower than he wants them to. So, I'm freaking out and looking back every few seconds. I hear his dogs squeak and realize he's kicking them and flinging them forward. The trail feels like it's an ETERNITY long. We finally get to the truck. He says he'll give us a ride to a bus stop, so we can get back to Portland.
My friends get in the back. I say, "I think one of us should sit in the front"....but no one wants to sit up front and the guy is pissed and my friend yells at me to get in the back. I get in. He shuts the door and takes his dogs to the front. Starts driving like a madman down the mountain. I'm thinking he's going to drive us off the mountain in a suicide/murder because he didn't seem to happy with his life. We all get prepared for whenever he stops in case he tries to attack us. I take my smiley out and the other two find tools in the back of the truck amongst all the crap he had in there. We're flying down the mountain. Though, it feels like forever.
He finally stops, and I see flashing lights like cop lights. We get out and he drops us off in the middle of nowhere, but fortunately, the forest rangers were there. They end up helping us find a nice place in the woods to sleep and give us food and water. Then we hitch a ride out the next day and ride a bus back. I really wanted to save those puppies the entire time, but I was afraid he'd try to kill me.
I swear, that was THE MOST stressful ride I have ever had in my life. And I have learned NEVER AGAIN to go against my intuition. If someone seems like they might be crazy, DO NOT get a ride from them....no matter how desperate you are.....unless you're already dying from lack of food or a heat-stroke or something.
Linda/Ziggy
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Well I've been hitching since 1980 when I was 14.
I've hitched the USA and the UK.
I have never been attacked or raped..am I just really lucky???
I've been picked up by weirdos, had crazy conversations but never physically harmed
or threatened..........
But have been attacked just walking down the street minding my own darn business.
I have been scared hitching a few times but have never had to fight for my life
to get out of a vehicle.
Had crazy things happen while standing on the side of the road, waiting for a ride.
My fave was in Alburqurque New Mexico,
in competition with a crack whore and her shopping cart living in the on ramp.............
Car pulls up in front of me and my old man.
Great we gotta ride !we shout...
Oh.........
Damn she gots a customer!
Next thing we know she dives head first in through the passenger side window
feet sticking out.
She's giving the guy a blow job on the on ramp for some drugs.........................
Oh what a life!
Linda/Ziggy
I've hitched the USA and the UK.
I have never been attacked or raped..am I just really lucky???
I've been picked up by weirdos, had crazy conversations but never physically harmed
or threatened..........
But have been attacked just walking down the street minding my own darn business.
I have been scared hitching a few times but have never had to fight for my life
to get out of a vehicle.
Had crazy things happen while standing on the side of the road, waiting for a ride.
My fave was in Alburqurque New Mexico,
in competition with a crack whore and her shopping cart living in the on ramp.............
Car pulls up in front of me and my old man.
Great we gotta ride !we shout...
Oh.........
Damn she gots a customer!
Next thing we know she dives head first in through the passenger side window
feet sticking out.
She's giving the guy a blow job on the on ramp for some drugs.........................
Oh what a life!
Linda/Ziggy
whaleofashrimp
New member
ive been picked up by rasicts..i dont argue..i go with it
i ve been picked up by religious people..i go with it
ive been picked up by right wing dickheads..i go with it
ive been picked up by perverts..i just gab and gab to keep em from talking bout sex
the trick to hitchikeing is to be on your feet..and flexable
never had a situation i could bs my way out of
i ve been picked up by religious people..i go with it
ive been picked up by right wing dickheads..i go with it
ive been picked up by perverts..i just gab and gab to keep em from talking bout sex
the trick to hitchikeing is to be on your feet..and flexable
never had a situation i could bs my way out of
kerouac
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a cp worker in a beater plymouth took me from merritt to kelowna (b.c.), he was drinking rum in a coke bottle, going 120-130km/hr, swerving, passing everyone, couldn't believe we didn't get pulled over. he told me that calgary has way better crack & blow than vancouver (i didn't ask). he dropped me off before the turnoff for the highway to nelson, i gave him a big kush roach and he gave me a half-pack of smokes. not a terrible experience by any means, i felt great when i got out, but it was sketchy at times.
MunicipalWaylan
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I went hitching for the first time this weekend and I had no nightmare rides by any means but I did get one outta Richmond that was kinda sketch, this dude picked me up, after a landrover with three dudes in it pulled up and said I could get in but then sped away when I got to the door, I couldn't understand most of what he said and mid way through the drive he pulled up a cup of beer from the center console, I guess he'd been drinking for a while which would explain why he was slurring so much. He dropped me out at a gas station and I was happy that we got there safe.
shiftingGEARS
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damn.. its some good luck you had a convo with that guy before he robbed everyone.