I am stoned, k?

So...sitting here, and I hear sirens outside. So I get all paro and start hiding the dope. I've been gutsy lately - not hiding in my room to toke, but smoking right in the living room, and it might escape into the hall (I live in a condo).

So I hide all the shit, then go to the bathroom in search of some cheap body spray or something. I find some skank celine dion perfume someone gave my last year for hristmas, and I sprayed it all around my door.

Now my apartment smells fruity.

I hate getting paranoid. I hate not knowing what my rights are, and being too afraid to find out. But I am not shy in my support of the legalization of marijuana. While I could not publicly debate the issue (I don't know enough facts) I would be there in support.

I'm starting to go off on a tangent,. I apologize. Can you feel the love?
gr8misadventures Reviewed by gr8misadventures on . My Thoughts this moment I am stoned, k? So...sitting here, and I hear sirens outside. So I get all paro and start hiding the dope. I've been gutsy lately - not hiding in my room to toke, but smoking right in the living room, and it might escape into the hall (I live in a condo). So I hide all the shit, then go to the bathroom in search of some cheap body spray or something. I find some skank celine dion perfume someone gave my last year for hristmas, and I sprayed it all around my door. Now my apartment Rating: 5