They say Og watches out for drunks and babies-maybe stoners, too. Three fellows stopped and put an injured mountain lion in their car , intending to take the critter to a vet. Encountering a sheriff’s deputy, they tried to blame the scent of herb on cat piss. :smack:
Hats off to the trio for caring about the hurt animal. But, you like totally didn’t plan it well, you know man? 
Jesus, that must have been some awful weed if they thought its smell could be confused with cat piss.
Lucky it didn’t work otherwise everyone would be driving around with a mountain lion.
“You can’t hide that lion’s eyes,
And its smell won’t get you high
Thought by now you’d realize
There ain’t no way that story’s gonna fly!”
–with apologies to the Eagles
Then the Sheriff replied:
Son…
There ain’t no mountain lion in your car.
How did the policeman know this bit of trivia?
Polycarp, that was a thing of beauty!
Hey man, let’s like blow smoke in it’s ears and see if it gets the munchies.
The lion had to be euthanized? Dude! Where’s my rarrrrr?" 
Who says mountain lions don’t smoke marijuana, huh? HUH?
They could!
Hola Amigos!
I know it’s been a while since I rapped at ya, but ever since my ride got smashed by that guy in the Hummer I’ve gained a new appreciation for life. Lately I’ve been going for long rides in the mountains to take in the natural splendor of God’s own creation, sometimes alone, sometimes with some of the guys from the carbonics plant. So one time we were in this guy Jason’s Jeep just outside Lyons, Colorado doing some rock crawling and smokin some nasty Missouri Brown Weed that Zach brought back from when he visited his uncle in K.C. By nasty of course, I mean “tasty” because like they say, a friend with weed is a friend indeed and there’s nothing better than free weed, right!
So there we were, buzzing along real fine when Jason slams on the brakes right in the middle of the highway! “Dude! There’s a Lynx or something in the middle of the road … !”
Man I love Colorado sometimes.
Mountain lion in alley: “Pssst! Wanna buy some fresh deer? It’s going for a killer price. C’mon, man…I got kits to feed!”
Inigo Montoya, that was excellent, they haven’t had one of his editorials in a while, have they?
Nicely done Inigo Montoya 
i’m glad the guys pulled over and tried to help the kitty. i’m very sorry to read that the kitty did not recover. poor kitty.
there are so few of them around.
i did chortle reading one guy sat with and reassured the cat.
Studies have shown their rolling skills to be deficient, owing to a lack of opposable thumbs. 
In the wild, they work out deals with raccoons – hunting prey for the 'coon to eat, and having the coons roll their joints for them. Mother Nature’s examples of symbiosis are wonderful! 
