No, I don't want any special brownies, damn it!
I'm surprised that the LU campus wasn't consumed by a giant cloud of smoke today. I mean, some places did reek of the stuff, but I managed to avoid them after a while. And by "after a while", I mean after I got sick of people offering me "special brownies" and lollipops and actual joints.
Unless you can prove to me that it's home grown and in noway connected to Mexican drug cartels, I won't be offended. Not that I'd, you know, t-take it those two years in high school were a onetime deal, damn it...but it's nice to know that I won't have to, ahem, punch someone in the face for indirectly supporting that but most of it is probably home grown, I guess.
Anyway, I think my neighbors are celebrating 4/20 right now and my window is open and stuck and I can't seem to close it...
I may wind up with an indirect high. Fuck.
Unless you can prove to me that it's home grown and in noway connected to Mexican drug cartels, I won't be offended. Not that I'd, you know, t-take it those two years in high school were a onetime deal, damn it...but it's nice to know that I won't have to, ahem, punch someone in the face for indirectly supporting that but most of it is probably home grown, I guess.
Anyway, I think my neighbors are celebrating 4/20 right now and my window is open and stuck and I can't seem to close it...
I may wind up with an indirect high. Fuck.