Liquor>>>>Weed
And this is why
I'm still here. I feel asleep a little in my head listening to Dana White on pause in a 38 minute press conference on youtube cbs sports. You made me laugh brother. I've had this argument for my entire life, and I know I'm wrong. I got no problem with weed, it's the future, I've done weed, I've done things. I've always been an Archie Bunker and an old war veteran who's a corporal in the Salvation Army, I know i'd have a shit ton of medals coming over the hill for a valorous charge with 88 bullets and doing something stupid, the top of my head in a French mulch garden or the back of a dog. I live in a little hut, and I'm happy, no smoking no pets, ....but Tommy Chong was at the fights. Every dog has his day. I'm about the age of Archie Bunker, and I piss everybody off by saying "do your dope outside" but it's just seems like a sissy drug to me. ....But I picked up a girl at convenience store buying beer, and we sat in my back trailer bedroom discussing the matter on the floor, and as I recall I broke up their marriage and woke up with her panties in my mouth, she lost her job and i had 3 ounces of pot in my sock. I actually called her, cause I don't give a fuck and that's a lot of pot, somebody gets hurt. He came and got it, short conversation, she's alright. yeah, i have an inordinate amount of pot stories.
But yeah, no legendary story starts with "I had too much pot". But in the end, it might be good to stick around, some unlikely giants have figured out how to burn that candle out and move on, Chris Holmes was kind of a buddy. It just seems boring and stupid. But death's probably pretty boring. Mushrooms! One of the best two nights was on dirtroad pal handing me a bag silly mushrooms. I was ass naked on the top of a barn with the girl everyone was looking for. Normal states are fine, I excel in the other ones.
Cheers, and happy day. Go Packers today. Send your love.