Clothing is always crazy, but lately with Black Friday looming near, merchandise shelves are getting more and more outrageous. Pink fur jackets (which animal has pink fur, and if so, why would you kill such a rarity just to keep your rich white butt warm?) paired with pants too patterned to seem real (thanks, let me just walk around sporting wallpaper) seem to fill everyone’s shopping bags.
Saturday, September 7th, 2013 • Filed under Drugs
Have you ever accidentally gotten high? Like, you thought it was a normal brownie, or normal mushrooms. But nope, turns out you’re absolutely tripping. Good luck explaining that one to the police.
Thursday, July 18th, 2013 • Filed under Drugs
Mmm…brownies. Mmm…cannabis. Just kidding. But pot brownies are a great way to both acquire the munchies and then take care of them simultaneously. And what more could stoners want than a simple, lazy way to do things?
Some typical “drug things” you have to be high to enjoy. Movies and music can usually hold up pretty well when watched sober, but not the consumption of Taco Bell. And especially not Doritos Locos Tacos. If you’re eating those, doing drugs is not your biggest problem.
What’s better in soup, marijuana or vegetables? Well, we all know which one is better in you.
Sunday, September 16th, 2012 • Filed under Drugs, Technology
Have you heard the new iPhone is out? The fifth one, to be exact. From which we still can’t download a girlfriend or even food.
Monday, September 3rd, 2012 • Filed under Drugs
Facebook? For jobs? That’s right, it’s called LinkedIn. And no, it’s not like you’re qualified based on how many pictures of cats you’ve published. Or how many Taylor Swift songs you’ve made your status. Or even *gasp* how many times you’ve been “married” to a friend who also happens to be your “sister”…
Wednesday, July 25th, 2012 • Filed under Drugs
It’s a little scary to think how many criminals got away with everything before cell phones were invented. Then again, there may have been less back then. No cyber-bullying, at least. Because, you know, crime is crime and receiving an anonymous text hinting at your unkempt facial forest of acne is definitely the equivalent of finding a dead horse’s head in your bed.