More like week old cheetah piss. Tell you what, some of that weed and a feline of the camel-toe variety, and it’s quite the experience. Shared a joint of that with one of those species last night. We were both absolutely baked. Might I even say it was a bit too much for me, and rarely do I say that. She smoked three-quarters of the spliff, too. At first she seemed unfazed, although loved it. Eventually I was amazed she could still even function, although barely, mentally speaking. Physically, however… went off like a barn door in a storm. Proper. Next time I go under the hood on that unit, I think I’d like to be considerably less wasted, so I can actually remember all the moving parts of the gear box a little better. She had the perfect keister, like ferrets in a gunny sack.
