My bff threw a New Years Eve party and invited everyone. You know I was there. I never miss a party.
One of my friends brought a tray of brownies that his mom had made for the holidays. I told him it’d be funny to pretend they were pot brownies. Weed is not legal in our state and it would be interesting to see who would eat one and who wouldn’t.
We decide to target Sabrina because she always says she would try weed brownies, but knows that it’s “wrong” and therefore wouldn’t. Are you really on a moral high ground, Sabrina? Let’s put you to the test.
Robbie waited till Sabrina had several shots of fireball whiskey to make his move. I want you guys to know that we chose Robbie to give her the brownies because, well, let’s face it, that dude is sketch. Sabrina takes the brownies, grabs me by the wrist, and pulls me into a closet.
Without hesitation (and I mean absolutely no hesitation) Sabrina devours an entire brownie. I’m sitting there a little shocked and a whole lot of drunk. I can’t believe morally sound Sabrina just gobbled down an entire fake weed brownie like it was one of grandma’s Christmas cookies. I am shook.
Sabrina then wants me to have one. I guess she wants to drag me down to her newly found criminal level. How nice of you, Sabrina. I take a small bite (i don’t really like brownies) to make her feel better about the whole situation and then I convince her to hide the evidence.
The rest of the party Sabrina had the time of her life thinking she was high as a kite. So much so, I started to wonder about the brownies. Maybe Robbie’s mom wasn’t the Christian I always thought she was. Maybe these were actually weed brownies. I double checked, they weren’t.
The next morning I get a text from Sabrina.
“I think that brownie I had made me throw up. What a wild night”
Sabrina, girl, you are a hot mess. Did I ever tell her that the brownies were fake? Hell no.
More madness later,
Blaire ♥️
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