TFW adding hot sauce to your spaghetti is a great idea when you eat it, but not so much when you have to shit it out.

TFW it's past 2AM and you still have to write 6 bass lines.

This made me laugh. Spicy poops are the worst.

I can fap to this.

TFW you flick on the radio.

"The Blue Jays are down 12-2 here in the bottom of the seventh."

TFW you flick off the radio.

TFW baseball sucks.

TFW when Canada's mediocrity makes you smile.

TFW you log onto Spotify and see a bunch of channels, all of which are always hip hop, indie, or electronica, and you can't help but idly wonder if there's a secret war between weed and Ecstasy.

I think they're pals.

TFW you're so tired that you need to sleep, but you have to pee so bad that you can't. You want to get up to go pee, but you're just so tired. What the **** am I supposed to do?

Dream about a bathroom and piss your sheets.

(we've all done it at least once)

But I'm not drunk. I have to be drunk.

Enjoy.

TFW you email yourself a picture of Briks' avatar for future reference, but you're pretty baked, and when gmail takes somewhere around a minute to show the message in your inbox, you start to worry that you've sent it to someone in your contact list whose email or name also starts with "ch." Then you begin to panic.

TFW all that fear of sending a gif of yourself smoking with a 420 sign to your grandmother is relieved.

This man knows my pain.

You're like WD, but without the tragic endings.

My grandparents were hippies in the 70s...they dgaf about the weed

F*ck.... I was a hippy during the 70s...... :mad:

Why were you all hippies in the seventies? Wasn't that **** already dead?

that's kind of what I was thinking but I didn't wanna be a jerk.

the hippie counterculture kinda died with the 60s.

Bat, I have a tune all set up for you in Plug.

In the 70s hippy = long hair, smokes weed all the time, wears all denim, listens to Zep, but bathes.

:clap:

damn I wish I had a muse that'd smoke weed and listen to Simon and Garfunkel with me.

and occasionally sleep with me.

but I'll take what I can get, man.

If it's any consolation my family has a tendency to breed young. If I could get myself laid I'd probably have dozens of illigitimate chid'rens runnin around makin a ruckus.

my grandparents had their first child when my gran was 15.

my mother followed a couple years later, and her baby sister 5yrs after that.

I wish my mom would have been as much of a whore as my gran. I could have been born at the tail end of the 1970s at the very best.

I'm playing Bookends as we speak. Sign me up; just eliminate the weed (for now) and occasional sex. :D

Whereas the grandmother in question is a hardcore Mormon in my case.

LOL I still remember when I told my devout Christian mother that I smoke weed from time to time. She told me I'd fry my brain out. :laughing:

MOM IT'S ALREADY BEEN FRIED FOR YEARS

I think they call that a "scrub".

I can do with the long hair, smokes weed all the time, listens to Zep thing.

that's a surefire way into my pants.

but the denim... nope. gross.

My dad is easy going, but very conventional. The first time I told him I smoked weed he, very seriously, responded with "You know that's illegal, right?"

my mother thinks Washington is a ~heathen~ state because weed is legal here. :laughing: she really cracks me up.

My parents are pretty cool with whatever I do.

Mine have to be, as they live in Minnesota. They've given up trying to tell me what's good for me at this point. I haven't seen 'em in almost 4 years.

Likewise. It's pretty awesome.

@18, I told my mom I smoked weed.

"Okay, well you're an adult now".

My dad just requested I not get into heroin or meth. Sound advice imo.

That's either grudging acceptance or pride.

TFW you want to get back to the Lucky 38 to change companions, but you have to go through four ****ing loading screens.

TFW you get mega baked for the first time in about a month

tfw you lose a contact in your eye and you can feel it sliding around the wrong parts of your eyeball but that mother****er just won't get out. Ima wake up with a friggin infection one day because that little bastard is lost in there.