Sometimes….most times,actually when given the track of my train of thought,I think about it and it makes me so sad that I never get to experience anyone else’s life but my own.
I have developed a theory.Stoners invented Christmas,I mean,c’mon they HAD to.
Reason number one:Only stoners would invent a holiday where you decorate a plant.What other types of druggies love plants more than stoners?But,since weed plants are illegal we picked the next best smelling plant to serenade or nose holes:The pine tree.
Reason number two:We decorate everything in shiny shiny twinkle lights.(I feel like this was an obvious one.)
Reason number three:Stoners are the ones who would make snacks a neccesary action. (Again,I feel like this was obvious.)
Reason number four: Eggnog.Stoners are notorious for mixing all the items of food that should Not go together-but then end up making something delicious.
Reason number five: 25 days of Christmas on ABC.Stoners + cartoons =s a match made in heaven.
Reason number six: Mistletoe.I can just see some suave can ibis connesiour out there convince some Newbie baby
Lungs that kissing someone under mistletoe is legit.But then it caught on.
Reason number seven:Stoners are always in the giving and sharing spirit.Everyones been low on weed before & knows how much that feeling sucks.Which is why we are the I’ll scratch your back you scratch mine,kind of people.
Reason number eight: Christmas dinner. (can you say Munchies anyone?)
Okay.Thats all I have for now.
This weekend…
New friends.Old friends.frisbees in the park.Cigarettes out on the front porch while sitting in the dark.Avatar.Hookah.Popcorn and re-burns.playing pretend.talking in accents.Speaking in gibberish.Sing a long songs.Drum jams.Weed.Friendship.New stories.Old stories.Glow in the dark frisbee.Late night gas station walks.Falling asleep when the sun rises.Walking up at noon.Weed.More re-burns.Red eyes.Yellow eyes.White eyes heavy with sleep.Hearts bonded over new memories to have and to keep.
