A Dialogue from the indifferent mind of Sean Tracy
Intro: Let's say that there's this guy----- oh how bout we call him Jack. Now imagine Jack is a stoner. And let's say he's been smoking his ten-pound bag of pot for like three hours. He's about as stoned as you could possibly get. This sets a pretty damn good scenario for mischief, wouldn't thou sayest? Heheh. Let's say Jack has to go to the bathroom all of a sudden. But, being as stoned as you could ever hope to get, Jack sees something--- different.
Jack enters the bathroom.
Jack: Wuzza wuzza what's that! Heh heh heh., Hahhahahhahaha hehehe!!!!!! Hahahahahaha! Woozles! Mr pepper, would you like a crumpet? Theyre good with pot. Pot. Smokey smokey lighty my dopey. Hahahahahahehehehehehahaha!!!
Jack falls in the tub.
Jack: Woah Miss Finch, you snuck up on me there! You don't gots to grabby me when I, uhhhhhhhh hehehe, Pot.
Jack lights a third blunt and puts it in his mouth with the other two.
Jack: Woahza.aa miss finch. See Mr pepper over there? I don't think he likes crumpets much. Or pot. Heheheheheehaahahahaahah!!
Jack lights a fourth blunt and sticks it in his mouth.
Jack: My my miss finch youre a fiesty one tonight! You don't want a soda yet julius? Wait whos julius?
Jack picks up a bar of soap.
Jack: Hey there buddy, you be Julius. I DON'T CARE IF THAT'S NOT YOUR REAL NAME, YOURE JULIUS NOW! OH YOU DON'T LIKE IT WELL TAKE THIS!!
Jack sticks the soap up his ass.
Jack: BUBBLY!!!
Jack lights another blunt and sticks in in his mouth with the other four.
Jack: (mumbling) Sorry I had to do that to you Julius, but you just wouldn't have none. Hahahahahahaha heh heh heh!!!! Miss finch put that back on! Wet. WETTTT.
Jack lights six blunts and puts them in his mouth, that's eleven blunts in his mouth.
Jack: (unable to talk because of all the blunts) muzzah!!!
Jack starts choking and sticks "Julius" in his mouth and chokes to death and dies.
He went out with a bang, didn't he?