I am known for talking in my sleep.
One night, all passed out on a couch with the only weed in the house in my pocket (it was my Weed!)
Kyle says: Mr.Furley, Mr .Furley
Mr. Furley: (grumbling grumbly) whaaaat?
Kyle: where's the weed at?
Mr.Furley: No, That's dangerous!
End of decision about my weed, apparently everyone else got a kick out of it and was dying laughing.
One night, all passed out on a couch with the only weed in the house in my pocket (it was my Weed!)
Kyle says: Mr.Furley, Mr .Furley
Mr. Furley: (grumbling grumbly) whaaaat?
Kyle: where's the weed at?
Mr.Furley: No, That's dangerous!
End of decision about my weed, apparently everyone else got a kick out of it and was dying laughing.
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