I don't mean Dad in the genetic sense, just the dude who bring home the bread and tofu and Kool Aid. LOL!
my character is always doing some sort of artwork.. and someone from your family is always at my house..it's usually one of the kids.. and i'm always going off on random rants about how flowers are people too, or how the republican party is ruining our lives or something. but i'm always high so it never makes any sense.. and i need a boyfriend..or a roommate at least...
I can be a roommate... I like to be the lazy one that just lays around and watches TV and occasionally boogies down in her undies to rock music in the middle of the kitchen when your trying to cook. Darksideofthemoon: word.....
Micha, I can catch you in bed with one of the many teenage stoner boys in our house. And then forgive you immediately, cuz you are so cute, and I love flowers, too.
me:"that was kool-aid?.... shit dude... i snorted a line" everyone: "awwww... haha we love you random stoner" *family moment* me: "shit dude... i might die" credits roll
Mom gives him some herbs, (which he tries to smoke, but Mom makes him some tea) and by next week he's back to his old stoner self.
omg George is the old guy who sits on the corner by the big pole in one of those fold out aluminum chairs like this and plays the blues with his harmonica and guitar..
and he wears a plaid baret and has a plaid blanket draped over him while he wears a brown leather jacket and cool shades