Thursday, June 05, 2003

10:00 PM. I come home, open up the balcony doors to cool down my place, and soon the condo is filled with the stench of pot. You'd swear Woody Harrelson's tractor-trailer truck jack-knifed on the freeway. I think even the cat is getting high.

Comments: Post a Comment

<< Home

Permanent link

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?

Weblog Commenting and Trackback by