Chazmo's In The House!
I had hamster that we'd get drunk. They'd go in the corner and do a "happy dance" then roll over and pass out. And no, they didn't die - they passed away from natural causes (i.e. my cat).
The first time I ever got stoned was in college. I walked into my friend's apartment, and the entire place was filled (I mean, like, opaque) with smoke.
My friend's roommate was notorious. He was one of these guys who was high a good percentage of the time but was so smart he aced his classes anyway.
Anyway, I sat down, knowing I was going to get stoned whether or not I smoked.
I remember staring at the television, which was pulling in static, and getting very paranoid. Then very silly. Basically, doing a "happy dance" and then rolling over and passing out. Just like Martin's hampster (except the untimely demise).
My friend's roommate was notorious. He was one of these guys who was high a good percentage of the time but was so smart he aced his classes anyway.
Anyway, I sat down, knowing I was going to get stoned whether or not I smoked.
I remember staring at the television, which was pulling in static, and getting very paranoid. Then very silly. Basically, doing a "happy dance" and then rolling over and passing out. Just like Martin's hampster (except the untimely demise).




Sorry, Chaz, it's your thread, but my corner 


Martin!!!
