When you've been rolling and smoking
big doinks using rolling tobacco and the moment you gotta pack up and leave you drop the
baccy back into
the pouch and shit to clean up, but some of the green lying on the table falls in the pouch too. Later, when you're just having a regular rollie you strike some unexpected green you also rolled in there, resulting in an (often times) unfortunate Lucky Strike on the way to work or your da.
-Lad 1: '
Oi you wanna roll yourself a
cheeky dart bruv?'
-Lad 2 (*just done rolling and now smoking his fat
duzza*):
'Oi mate this dart I just rolled is daft, this doesn't feel right, yer
baccy is tainted with spice.'
Lad 1:
'Ya just got hit with the Lucky Strike ya shifty jesus.'