Man: My brother the stoner... got arrested again.
Police Officer: Ok... time to go... go home now.
Woman: Thank God he didn't find my joint.
What a hoot! Stoners always tell you how natural Marijuana is as they take a deep drag off a joint and hold the resinous smoke in their lungs for an inordinate length of time and then babble on incoherently for hours until their mother yells down to them to send their friends home and to go to bed….While their father is in bed suffering from cirrhosis and later in life they do not remember that they spent their short time on this mortal coil in an altered state and bemoan their fate…not realizing that it is woman that led them down the path of self-destruction….“Out, out, brief candle! Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player that struts and frets his hour upon the stage and then is heard no more: it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”
October 01, 2016