...if all I had to worry about was weed...society would be much better off
I drink now and then, but if I had the choice I'd swap the law around so that booze was the forbidden fruit. Amazing how liquor really brings out those great charitable Christian ideals, like beating your spouse until blood comes out of her ears, using the buckle end of a belt to beat your 4 year old, like driving down the wrong side of the road and permanently crippling a young single father, or playing russian roulette. I've never smelled weed on any of those guys. Hmmm.
The only act of violence I've ever seen committed by someone who was stoned involved a knife, a stubborn package of vacumm wrapped polish sausages, and a stoners forehead.
"Dude you cut away from your face." I said.
"Ohhh man, I know. I wasn't thinking right. Maybe it was low blood sugar or something." He says to me with bloodshot eyes.
"Blood sugar? Is that what you young potheads call weed these days?" I say with a totally straight face. And he gets this worried look on his face.
"Is this like a car accident where you have to report it to the cops, just cause I hurt myself 'cause I was stoned"?
"No dude thats only in Canada".
"Ohhhh cool."