cannabineer
Ursus marijanus
Wanna know how high I was last night? I am staggering around the house (gravity was a Cat 2 gale by that time) securing what I can recognize needs securing. I reached to turn off a desklamp ... and a GREAT BIG fukn' panther or black puma or something LUNGED at me!
I did what any warrior of virtue would do in that situation: started violently, screamed like a girl, and flung beer onto the bedding.
After a few seconds' diminuendo of discomposure (gathering my shit, in other words) I decided that the desk lamp won't turn itself off. That monstrous black beast tried to sneak in, but I stood my ground this time in a scared stoned rage of my-house-dammit.
To discover that it was the shadow of my arm reaching for the switch on the lamp. Argbl. cn
I did what any warrior of virtue would do in that situation: started violently, screamed like a girl, and flung beer onto the bedding.
After a few seconds' diminuendo of discomposure (gathering my shit, in other words) I decided that the desk lamp won't turn itself off. That monstrous black beast tried to sneak in, but I stood my ground this time in a scared stoned rage of my-house-dammit.
To discover that it was the shadow of my arm reaching for the switch on the lamp. Argbl. cn
