there is only ONE possible thing in this ENTIRE earth that makes me paranoid while stoned; the fucking pigs. I can be calm and happy as can be, blazed out of my mind and just walking through the grocery store, when suddenly I see a pig walk by me, obviously going to go deal with some shoplifter, but I then proceed to grab what I need, go to the register and get out of the store asap. I hate having to feel like a sneaky criminal just because I smoke a little weed..