Originally Posted By: Barry the Pirate
I'm with ya, sister. If I even have a cocktail, I'm locked in the house or taking a cab. Altho last week I had a real craving for almond chicken. The only place that delivers is terrible. I'd smoked a bowl an hour so before, but still headed out on my quest. I was about halfway there when I realized I was enjoying the drive just a little too much. Absolutely idiotic on my part.


Shit Barry, the way you talk, I'd figure you would have some kind of tolerance going by now. The last few years of my weed smoking days, I could drive, work, talk to a cop, you name it, I could do it high flawlessly. The problem was, I wasn't getting that high anymore, regardless of quality. I smoked so much and so often, people would only notice something was off if I'd hadn't smoked in five to eight hours and was "sober".


Edited by fartz (09/01/12 11:24 AM)