13988726:riverarunsdeep said:
How did you almost get robbed on Lolo?
alright story time. sorry if anything is incoherent i've had a few drinks... So me and my homies went to portland on a rainy day to check things out and we went to burntside skatepark to watch some people rip. Not gonna drop real homie names so lets say my homie ryan was talking to this guy at the park for awhile and happened to drop the location of our campsite to the tweaker named titus (real name). He kinda looked like tanner hall but pale with short hair and a shitty shave job. He said he was going to hang out with us... we go back to the campsite and there's no sign of titus thankfully but later in the night we see a truck with a topper roll up but nobody got out and the truck left. I spend the night wondering if the dude is gonna jump me in my sleep or not but all is good and I wake up the next morning..
I'm the first one up in the morning and i notice the same truck with the topper roll up and i think to myself "oh fuck, it's titus." I said "hey how's it going?" he said that he spent the night in lolo pass in his truck. He asked me if I smoked and I said yeah since i'm on vaca in oreganj. then he asked me "do you shoot?" and I just said no... I'd never try heroin, let alone off a dirty needle. a few other homies wake up and we had a little wake n bake with titus. but he was weird about weed, he would put a whole nug in the bowl and said that's the only way he smokes it, never grinds it up. So we're all a little baked and we're thinking about going to get some coffee at the rhodo shop.
We invite him over and right as we are about to leave he says his truck won't start, and it doesn't (because his slick ass probably pulled out a fuse). He said he's just going to stay at the campsite while we get coffee but we didn't trust him at all. We tell him that we can call a mechanic for him and he says he'll call his brother who's a mechanic. At this point we know he's up to some shit. We tell him that we might call the police and then he gets frantic. He screams into his truck "START IT START IT" and this woman pops out of the back of the truck to start it. He didn't mention anything about her the entire time we were hangin. His truck starts and then we leave telling him to meet us there.
But we didn't go to the coffee shop, we turned up the pass instead of down, waited 10 minutes and then went back to our site. Luckily he was gone and all our stuff was there. We packed up everything and yeeted straight to the coast for a break from all this shit. We saw his truck outside the coffee shop as we left and that was the last we saw of him. The dude was definitely scheming to have us leave so he could take our shit. Luckily for us he was unarmed and not a violent guy. We relocated our site to a place with 40 or 50 other campers that we knew.
Also another tweaker i ran into that was really funny. I was walking through the wood around our campsite and I noticed this other guy walking on the road. I thought he was one of my homies so I started whistling at him just for fun. I got closer and realized it wasn't one of my homies buy a dude in his 50s or 60s on a total shroom or lsd trip. I got up to him and he looks at me with his glossy eyes and says "WHAT'S THE WORD, BIRD?" I know this would've been the perfect opportunity to drop surfin bird but I was a little spooked and said "he went over there (and pointed in a random direction)" he just stared at me for 10 seconds and then continued walking. Lolo locals are wack lol
