But it's nice to have a little bit of spliff.
It's quite difficult to over-do it on weed, and if you do, you're just a bit sick then go to bed...
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Incredibly Ordinary Dave needs your clothes, your boots and your motorcycle,
Mon 29 Mar 2010, 22:41,
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or you get paranid and run round amsterdam in a panic and...
...nothing, nothing at all
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mictoboy shitting in your cunt since,
Mon 29 Mar 2010, 22:42,
archived)
*coughs*
*looks at feet*
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Butters and his titanium codsocket,
Mon 29 Mar 2010, 22:49,
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or
you sit awake all night on the edge of your bed, clutching a butcher knife, staring in terror at the wardrobe doors you've tied shut with the washing line, because you're convinced something is coming out of there to get you.
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Smash Monkey lowering the tone of the whole internet,
Mon 29 Mar 2010, 22:43,
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Or you watch The Wall, twice, back-to-back
then look in the mirror and think you're skins falling off like that bloke in Poltergeist
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Joe Scaramanga with a G-double-O-D vibration,
Tue 30 Mar 2010, 8:37,
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