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I'm a maleman.

 

oh wow now its dead, that was crazy

 

no its not dead
blaphemer..

it's just resting.
we all passed out for a bit..

 

im here...im here

 

i can't even remember who was who so i don't know how to get the story movin' again

there's gotta be something about a dog running away or everyone going to hawaii, because that's just how it goes

 

-finds something really creative to use as a smoking device for the big day tomorrow-

 

oh my.

 

i'm so confused.

haha..

=\

 

After missing about 10 pages of script Mom (or as Brit Dad calls her Mum) reappears.

Mom/Mum/Sugar: HEY, where is the BABY? Where is my special stash for Daddy? What the Fuck went on here while I was out to see my deal...I mean, at work? Hmmmmm?"

 

a lottttt of doin it.


and doin drugz



thats pretty much it

 

Mom/Mum: And just what the HELL is that in Jester's pants? Did he forget where he put the pool cue again?........ OMG.....JESTER you got into my stash for daddy, didn't you? You got some 'Splaining to do!

 

haha



everyones gettin ready for the bigg day tomorrow suga mama

you know 4/20 is like christmas to us

 

Mom/Mum: Freek, was Jester the one I found at Woodstock? Oh, I though he was the long labor colicky one. What has Lodui been telling him? I remember that labor? Remember, we had a group scream, for about 2 hours while I pushed hiim out. First thing he said "Mom. Facist." I never knew newborns could talk.

 

Mom: Will someone tell Jester he's picking the Ragweed?

The Dope is two raised boxes over, the one labled POT!

(Mom gets out 4-20 decorations from under the sink and starts to put them up, in the process, locating the baby under the sink.)

 

haha

this is great

 

Mom: I KNEW I shoulda left the baby with cooloner. Sorry, sweetie. Where IS my sister, Freek?

 

she went..um
that way

i saw her taking some pills..
that i gave her

then she just..left

 

She needs to know, as she is practicing an advanced form of Free Love, but doesn't want any babies with two heads from incest, and keeps taking my Oxycontin instead of her BC pills.

JESTER, stop smoking that ragweed, you know you'll have to use your inhaler tomorrow, and that will ruin our Holiday.

 

ooh we're going on holiday?! -lights up-
(my face not my pipe)

 

Mom: No sweetie, we're celebrating 420 at home, as usual. Yes, dear, we have stairs...Oh, that child........So sweet, yet so.........weird.

JESTER, stop smoking that ragweed, No, over there, in the box labeled POT......Good boy. At least that won't aggravate your asthma.