A self criticism: It turns out I’ll do just about anything for some primo cannabis—including assaulting the presidential limo (and in the process, two of his secret service agents) with a sackful of blood oranges and a single, well-flung head of cabbage. In fact, that ding in the right rear door? That was all me.
I’m so ashamed. And so freaking stoned.
Did you get any? Dope, that is. No intended reflections on Ms. Henneberg.
I’m thinking that the
bit answers your question, Gail.
Or maybe that’s just the natural high that comes from protesting our TYRANNICAL emperor, Buschimpitler!
You ever actually tried blogging while monumentally stoned? It’s nowhere near as entertaining as one might imagine, and quality… well, perhaps I shouldn’t even bring up quality. The word “rambling” perhaps. “Inane” maybe. But definitely not “quality”.
Hmmm … this post smells like Judd Nelson’s ass last time he was posting around here …
yes, well……
it was probably the cabbage that did the damage, have you ever seen a stoned man through a sackful of blood oranges? It’s not a pretty sight.
sorry, I mean “throw”
Well, before JWebb weighs in about how I would have olfactory awareness of Mr. Nelson’s posterior, I can only say – I was there – and how could you not? I mean it was like someone took a half-pound of white widow and shoved it up there right after he had 7 slices of Mrs. Padarucci’s best double garlic.
The memory is seared, seared into my memory.
(Spam buster is “poison”)
I have never been stoned. I’m pretty sure I would act like a complete idiot.
After one dirty martini I’m KAH-RAZY, so I shudder to imagine.
Yeah, I was wondering what that sound was coming from DC. Kinda like a supercharged vacuum cleaner, this huge sucking whisssssh.
You bogarted the whole freakin’ dime, didn’t you, Jeff ? Couldn’t even save one lousy spliff for us, so’s we could get Sparkle to go skinny-dipping. I’m really disappointed, man.
You couldn’t have been that stoned if you actually hit the car.
Keyword “space.” I love it.
Mr MC – Don’t know why you would single me out concerning your encounter with Mr Nelson. I try not to stick my nose in others business.
(Whew! Now that I headed that off at the pass …) I humbly apologize to my friend and lyrical master. I have never known you to place your olfactory appendage in the business end of anyone.
You ever actually tried blogging while monumentally stoned?
No. Should I?
It’s nowhere near as entertaining as one might imagine, and quality… well, perhaps I shouldn’t even bring up quality. The word “rambling†perhaps. “Inane†maybe. But definitely not “qualityâ€Â.
Well, okay. But what I need to know is, would it be an improvement over my usual non-stoned blogging?
Doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t like to see it though.
McGehee-hee-hee-hee-har-har-har-gehaw-haw-haw … it might make you laugh more while you post. But an improvement? That’s like asking whether Robin’s vocabulary has improved over time. I mean since his considerable PW exposure …
MC – What “you would like to see” would’ve been more appropriate with Jackson Browne and Daryl Hannah when they were an item. I will say no more.
And (with respect and appreciation) perhaps we should ixnay the yricalay astermay uffstay?
JWebb – Okay-ay, don’t want to give anything away-ay. Hey that rhymed. Maybe …
ok, ok, ixnay (shhhhhh….)
McGeehee—only one way to find out.