Vicodin = good. One guy came into the store one day when I was working, he had taken a ton of vicodin for his leg. He took one of those crippled people automatic carts, and was driving around the grocery store screaming random shit. He tried to run me over once or twice. He tried starting converstations with everyone, but once the person he was talking to started talking, he drove away laughing his ass off.

Funniest shit I've ever seen in my life.