And so do we, little bug-eyed freak. So do we.This is actually a photo from my baby-book taken about a half-hour after I was born. I'm not sure what the doctors were planning for me, but after I scampered down the hall and out the door, it was far too late.
This is the same look Rick had on his face when the last joint we had fell out of his hand while flicking ashes out the window. Try to find a joint on a road covered in snow.....
ReplyDeletethe second to last time i smoked pot, I was already a bit (a lot) drunk, and I was trying to roll a joint, and the paper just sort of flipped and dumped the remaining dope on the kitchen floor. Lots of dog hair was smoked.
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