umm... are you guys talking about the world series? lol
GHoSToKeR Reviewed by GHoSToKeR on . Last night in Boston I had just taken a big-ass toke when Edgar Renteria grounded out to Keith Foulke to end the game. I lept from my chair and shouted, letting the fragrant smoke out of my lungs in a huge blast. Even though my feet were on the ground, it felt like I'd just jumped into the air and kept ... on ... going ....! I ran outside, where my neighbors were gathering to shout and cheer. The cool night air made my skin tingle, and it gave me the sensation of Ben & Jerry's Vanilla going down my throat as Rating: 5