Did I ever tell you about the time the whole area flooded and I was trapped in my property for a week? If I didn’t have my little skiff I would have been boned! I skiff is a short, flat-bottomed boat, perfect for fishing in the local creeks and streams; It turns out that in case of a drastic flood, a skiff is a perfect way to get around town. I know this sounds stupid, however without that skiff I would have gone the whole time without cannabis, and who knows how poor it would have been! Being trapped inside, surrounded by dark water, is disturbing enough, however with no booze and no cannabis it would have driven me insane. My pal Zed lives about a quarter mile from my house, and normally I just walk over there to buy cannabis; Zed works as a janitor at the local middle school, however makes his real money by selling marijuana to me, and of course the middle school students. I paddled my little skiff up the road, around the corner, and then drifted to Zed’s front door. I tied my skiff to his railing and entered through the second floor window, where I found Zed twisting up a fat joint of OG Kush. Zed charges a lot for his product, however always has the premium cannabis strains; He was going stir ridiculous just like me, so my associate and I hung out smoking cannabis until the sun started to set. He gave me an sixth of cannabis, and I promised to pay him back once the floodwaters went away.