now that i look back at high school, i'm pretty damn sure that my junior english teacher smoked weed chronically. he'd always act goofy and forget about what he was talking about. and while going over a certain topic, he'd always come across something that "reminded him of a story" and he'd fucking digress on that story for the rest of the class period. then the bell would ring and he'd be like "shit ok i guess we'll have to go over whatever we were talking about tommorow." he was the best teacher i ever had