so i must inform...
ok, well i have to tell you about this...
because i thought that as far as stoner philosophy goes...
this was a nice one...
I sat at Jack in the Box...
One hand putting down the pipe...
Smelling of something sweet...
The other hand...
With a cigarette...
27, the choice of course...
As my friend Ruben asks me...
"Why do you smoke man?"
At this point he proceeded to talk...
of course without a reply from me yet...
About how i would die from it...
and it's bad...
i waited and then my lips parted...
and words flowed from my mouth.
"Why do i smoke...
I breath out the cold fire...
mearly to dry out the watered down dilusions of your reality..."
And all at once...
the talkative stoner went silent...
Ignorance roamed freely through this smoke screened breakroom...
Such to the extent that if sir Izac Nueton walked in...
He would be widdled down to the ignorant smirk we we're procuring...
Baffled as i expected, i refrased it for him...
"Shut up..."
I hate stupid people...
Opie
because i thought that as far as stoner philosophy goes...
this was a nice one...
I sat at Jack in the Box...
One hand putting down the pipe...
Smelling of something sweet...
The other hand...
With a cigarette...
27, the choice of course...
As my friend Ruben asks me...
"Why do you smoke man?"
At this point he proceeded to talk...
of course without a reply from me yet...
About how i would die from it...
and it's bad...
i waited and then my lips parted...
and words flowed from my mouth.
"Why do i smoke...
I breath out the cold fire...
mearly to dry out the watered down dilusions of your reality..."
And all at once...
the talkative stoner went silent...
Ignorance roamed freely through this smoke screened breakroom...
Such to the extent that if sir Izac Nueton walked in...
He would be widdled down to the ignorant smirk we we're procuring...
Baffled as i expected, i refrased it for him...
"Shut up..."
I hate stupid people...
Opie