Picture if you will...
Grad night 1977, Disneyland Anaheim, California.
A group of young miscreants are in a boat on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride, when they burst into song at the top of their lungs...
(sung to the tune of "Gonna Play My Trombone", Gong Show)
🎵
Gonna smoke my thai stick
(whaddya gonna do?)
gonna smoke my thai stick
(whaddya gonna do?).
🎵
And so we did.
The amazing part of the story is, we were not met at the end of the ride by the Mickey patrol. Its not like they don't have cameras all along the ride. I know this cause one of my craziest friends got OUT the boat and went for shore leave. He was trying to bring back some booty, gold and jewels.
As Dread Pirate Kevin was pillaging, a voice came from the clouds, "GET BACK IN THE BOAT". I think they didn't bust us dope smoking pirates cause they were amused. I know I was.
Oh, and one of my other friends got arrested off the bus when we first got there and locked up in Mouseketeer jail. His dad had to drive like four hours in the middle of the night to come get him. Haha.
His crime? Projectile puking on the back of my OTHER friend's head who was sitting in front of him. The friend who ever after and to this day is known as 'salad head'.
And then there was the Bob Marley concert at the Santa Barbara County Bowl (circa 1976) under a warm, cloudless summer sky. We enjoyed the Marley AND the ganji.
The good news is, I didn't never inhale. : )
Look For Me In The Crowd. Remember, Jew Fro
