It Is 1:24am....

It is 1:24am my 14 month old son is up, watching the doodle bops, my wife will not let me smoke pot or anything else for that matter, and my Dad drank my beer. Please someone tell me where my real life went i'd like to just visit it for a few hours.

 

sounds like a real life to me, perhaps you miss your pretend life?

 

I would think that was amazingly deep and profound and spend the rest of the night pondering how it affected my life on all levels .......but I aint allowed to smoke pot no more.

 

Herb can make alot of things profound, like string

 

YUP!! it was probably a waste of my time though. I may just get off my ass and cure cancer this year.

 

That would be usuful.

 

yeah but then my wife would just harp on how I should have quit years ago. I think I'll cure it smoke some weed then tell my wife I cured it, but I got the idea when I was high.

I mean i cure cancer I'm just gonna fuck around for the rest of my life any way.

I'm gonna be all like... "Take out the trash!!! Take out the trash!!! Fuck you I cured the CANCER man I aint doing SHIT!!!!"

 

yeah then you could smoke all the herb you wanted! and no one could give you shit, hell you could tell the world that it helped you do it! (even if it didnt)