I am high

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Duuuuuude! I'm, like, on the light box! I see letters!

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Have you ever, you know, looked at the sky and gone "Hello, sky," and then the sky says "Whats 'UUUUUP' my man?" and you are all, "Man, try this hook yo." and then the sky turns milk sour and starts ragging on you, like, with colors and stuff, and it's all "Hey man, thas Cat fur!" So your all "Mom, I washed the dog yesturday." and the sky coughs blood? Yeah, man, that was some crazy humping that night.

Whoa man. Just whoa. Have you ever thought about...the parrots? I mean, look at em...with their feathers and their follicking. Old man Johnson has a parrot, we should go teach him, like, a lesson. Then we can raid his fridge, cause I'm starving, you know? Why don't we all just, like, live together in peace and harmony? What's with the man always keeping us down, saying we can't have sex or can't breath? What kind of world IS that, man? Whoa, check this crazy junk out.


That is like, awesome, dude. That makes me happy in my soul, you know? Like, if I could do that, I'd go up to some dude and be like, "In your face, pedestrian!" and he'd be all, "You stoner!" and I'd be all "Dude, I haven't smoked a single hit yet. Go wet your panties somewhere else." then he'd be all "I'm a cop." and I pull off my pants and go "FREEDOM!" or something. Like, my pants are missing. I just noticed, that is so wack, man. No pants means freedom. It's symbolic, man. Everything has a meaning, because that's the way God intended it to. God is a cool dude. He like, made the universe, and he made drugs, so he's okay. He should come over, man, he doesn't know what he is missing. Like, send Jesus or Mohamed or Misty back on down so we can be like "Hey man, WHATSUP?!?!?" and they'd be all "Dudes! We packed the bongs!" so then we'd sit around getting happy all day, you know? And, you know, these crisps here, i can eat them but you guys cant, cause im INVINCIBLE maan! That rocks so much man, i can lik go out in the woods and look at those flowers man, cause those flowers sure look good man. And once they made me the peace-sign man! Oh man, that was incredible!

God, though man, he is an uptight PRICK, if you know what I mean. He's got that whole "Holier-than-though" emo thing going on, and dude, he needs to get laid. I mean, with all that smiting, you know, he looks like a pretty cranky guy. He doesn't call me unless I hit the weed, man. That's not a friend, that's like, an anti-friend. He isn't a friend, he's a hater. Screw you, God. I'm my own man, man.

Aw dude, this joint is running dry. That be my last one! This sucks, man. Is there anything left in the hook? No? Damn, man. I think some is still in the flour pan. Aww, dude, don't vomit on the carpet. I gotta, you know, pay for things, because the greed of man is strangling my wallet, you know? I've got to eat too. Hey, guys, take a look at this, haha. Shit, I think im already in Kentuckistan.

[edit] WEED!

Lookit, anyone can edit, haha. This is awesome, dude. Like, nobody can change this. Even the man can't get rid of my words, man. and so i wa sliek hey man hahah omg look that shappbooamaajhahahaha omg man look at that horse it was like shit man... we need some of this shit weed yo... like yo we need some weed hahaahah like uber yeah we need some weed yo liek uber fuck yeall im getting weed

hahaha look at tha bright side of this thing... we get freeee undies hahahahaahhahahaha look a acrossdresser oo lalal girl shake that thag girlll shake that thing like fuck yeah girlll oooo penis pops out omg... crosssdfrewssser jaahaaa so that bananas in pajamas never made it on air you know.........

so today here we have... jerry springer ont eh latter man show..... so jerry how was the out doors.. the bridge in the old england

well lester..... its bin hella good

all the pimps and hoe sall up in mty hood you.... springer out

so like there is a hooker ont he dtreeet and then the pimp gies like hahahah hold on to me............. hold on to me........ give me ypu purse..........

so then there eis this story.. of this gierl... and she was like yo we ned some of that hooka sats sherehhreee

so when i ran down the street... thepickel was like wtf mannn. where is my carpet dood dooo huh? wtf man like nigga we need some polls up in here ya now

ok so i am going to go now so ttyl yalll

[edit] FREEDOM! PEACE! LOVE!

Whoa..
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Screw you, man, this stuff is awesome. Gimme your joint, this is my shack, my rules, bro. What the hell, Jose, this isn't weed! This is useless bunk! Get the hell out of my house, you damn leech. All of you can leave, man. You are all killing my stuff, and it's soul, man. This sucks damn much. Out, out, out, man. All of you.


It's not the same, man. I miss them. I miss my fix. Aw, dude. I can't do anything but TYPE now. This sucks. Can I smoke you, computer? I'm going to go to the bathroom, man. ____

this is your computer and you cannot smoke me can i smoke you i want a dog oh no the russians are coming quick eat this lemon pie while i go get the baseball cap.dude like come on help me shit dude ahhh the skys fallin dude,mannnnnn....oh shit...the cloudsd...here gos the rain dont dry out my joint rain....man thasss messsed up!!! gimme my lighter...stupid rain...im electronis....dude man...screw you....

[edit] What?

Urg...I feel horrible. This whole room smells like wet cat. What the hell happened here? Ow...my head...freaking leeches. I remember! Ug, vomit on the floor...that's it, man. I'm through smoking. That's my last joint, I'm finished. No more drugs for me, I'm going clean. Man, I'm going to get a job, and have a familiy...I'm going to college, man. No more or this stuff. I'm off the weed for good, now, man. I'm going to make it official.


I hereby pledge to make no more attempts to smoke any weed, and I will go back to school. Also, I'm not letting them smoke in my room again. And I'm going to fix that leaky pipe in the bathroom, and become president! And, I'm going to go apologize to old man johnson for beating up his mailbox. Aw man, this is getting good. Okay, I'm going to clean the room! Um, tommorrow. And, I'm going to get a job! Wait, did I say that? Eh, I'll get two jobs. Maybe three! No more weed, too. No more hash, no more speed, no more acid, no more weed, no more dust, no more acid, no more weed, no more hash, no more of nothing. I'm clean, man. I'm getting my drivers card back, man. I'm going to be hell on wheels, legally. No more restraints because of DUI for me! I'm a new man!

Dude, this deserves a celebration. I saved some weed for just an occasion! Cheers!

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