I went into a a convenience store in town to get some drink and food... right when I walked in and looked at the clerk and nodded for some reason he said, 'Damn dude, you look as high as..." I forget, but I guess it was pretty high. I said it was some fat jesus weed! I think I got about 4 cases of dr pepper, 12 small packages of beef jerky and for some reason, one of those squishy spiky red balls that you can throw around like a yo-yo. I'm hitting the beer-can-pipe with it right now

About to crash here in a few I think, been laughing my ass off at sucky morning television, saying off color interjections at random commercials... thinking they were saying different things than they were supposed to, too.

TV: Can you guess what my credit score is?
ME: It's a big fat ass zero with pace pacante sauce all over it!
TV: No you spaz, it's 720. What you smokin?
ME: Not the big fat credit sausage that you've got!
TV: Damn straight. Over 2 million people got the same sausage.
ME: Man, that's some serious sausage. Any cheese in that thing?
TV: The following program does not necessarily reflect the views of this station.
ME: Huh? (takes 3 rapid hits off the beer-can-bong appearing all intruiqued)
TV: I'm Hulk Hogan and this is my ULTIMATE GRILL that owns all sissy-girl grills!!!
ME: HELL YEAH, grill me some munchies, arnold schartzenhogan!

... cool. Don't wanna type too much. Someone's bound to be all 'Eeehhhh, you spew too much garbage from that sepulcher of a mouth you have' or fingers, cause I'm really typing all this stuff. ok ok, killin the message, gettin long in the tooth and i want to kill that last bit of weed. :stoned: