Yeah, I thought the same thing then that I'd likely think today. "I'm too stoned for this shit right now."
So far no I have not been yelled at for being stoned but when I finally do, I'm sure my square brother will be there.
I was picked up by my mother after work one day. Then once we were moving I got yelled st and threatened to be taken to the cop shop if I didn't change. I made a wicked batch of brownies and hid them in the deep freeze. To which hadn't been touched for almost a year. Sept it was the day to be used.....And being high, I was enjoying day 2 of 4 of the edible stone
Yeah, I turned into eminem that night. Had to write this essay down boy. This musical master piece of pain and depression. It all happened so quick, baby. It was the shit that's gonna drive to mars.