me: dude...that's a red light friend: so? me: dude! DUDE! RED MEANS STOP! WHY THE HELL AREN'T WE STOPPING!!!! friend: was that really a red light? me: what the fuck. that was a fucking red light. hahahahahaha. friend: hahahahhahahha or friend: is that a cop? i think that's a cop. me: calm down. it's not a cop. friend: seriously, that looks like a cop car me: it's a maroon buick friend: holy shit, it's a fucking cop me: okay. it's turning, we'll be fine. friend: that was so close! or cashier: your total comes to 2.74 friend: (to me) find a penny me: why? friend: so that it will be 2.75 me: that is not even logical! friend: dude, yes it is, i just want to make it even me: that would make it 2.73 friend: no, it would make it 2.75 me: what the fuck? i am not arguing about this anymore cashier: fucking stoners it makes me think that maybe i should find a different person to get stoned with, ha.