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azurelunatic) wrote2003-09-30 11:46 am
azurelunatic) wrote2003-09-30 11:46 am
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WTF are you smoking? (aka The Squirrel Story)
So, back in high school, I had this best friend. That Idiot Shawn.
He related a tale about what happened when he and some of his pals were stoned out of their collective mind(s) ... and ran out of herb.
Now, you see, they were doing this out in the woods, or they'd been hanging out in the woods, but at any rate, they'd found this nicely mummified squirrel. And it was cool...
...and then someone got the bright idea: "Hey, we're out of smoking materials... but we do have this squirrel!"
From that point, it was a few short steps down the scale of evolutionary intelligence to find some paper to roll the thing in, light 'er up, and start puffing away.
When Shawn told this to us, we at first didn't believe him. Then, after he pulled out the skull of the squirrel, which he had in a jar with some suspicious liquid, we fell on the floor laughing, and didn't stop for a long time. "You smoked a... " and then off we'd go again.
For the longest time afterwards, someone making a smoking gesture, and then saying, "Squirrel nuts!" was enough to set us off.
We asked whether they'd gotten high off the squirrel. He said that they were unable to tell, they were so impaired already.
He related a tale about what happened when he and some of his pals were stoned out of their collective mind(s) ... and ran out of herb.
Now, you see, they were doing this out in the woods, or they'd been hanging out in the woods, but at any rate, they'd found this nicely mummified squirrel. And it was cool...
...and then someone got the bright idea: "Hey, we're out of smoking materials... but we do have this squirrel!"
From that point, it was a few short steps down the scale of evolutionary intelligence to find some paper to roll the thing in, light 'er up, and start puffing away.
When Shawn told this to us, we at first didn't believe him. Then, after he pulled out the skull of the squirrel, which he had in a jar with some suspicious liquid, we fell on the floor laughing, and didn't stop for a long time. "You smoked a... " and then off we'd go again.
For the longest time afterwards, someone making a smoking gesture, and then saying, "Squirrel nuts!" was enough to set us off.
We asked whether they'd gotten high off the squirrel. He said that they were unable to tell, they were so impaired already.
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I thought I knew some hardcore stoners in college . . . but this beats anything I've got, hands down.
Oh yeah.
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Holy...
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