(September 5, 2013 at 2:13 pm)Captain Colostomy Wrote: When I smoke weed, it makes everything else mysterious, in a 'I can't operate this damned doorknob/my shoes smell like nachos/Mmm...nachos/oh, god...the dog is onto me/the NSA is talking to me through my fillings' sorta way.
Smoking weed leads to the truth. The dog, in fact, IS on to you.