Dubbaman
A few toke's a day.
- Joined
- Sep 1, 2007
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You know your a stoner when...
Every story begins with, "we were really high and...."
Someone asks you for a dime and you tell them your out of herb.
Your video collection consists of endless Cheech and Chong movies.
You clean your car and smoke the shake you found of the floor mats.
Your breakfast is a spliff, oj, and a bowl packed with fruity pebbles.
You eat everything in the kitchen but Spam... and then you eat the Spam.
Every vacation you wind up in Amsterdam or Jamaica.
Youre known as "Smokey" to your friends.
You want to have kids named Herb, Bud, and MaryJane.
Someone finds a roach in your room and its not a bad thing.
You hang out with people you dont like just 'cause they got buds.
If your life was made into a movie, it would be called Waiting to Inhale.
All you want to do is drink and smoke and eat and smoke and chill and smoke....
Your best friend happens to be your dealer.
Your bumper sticker reads Honk for Hemp.
Your bong has become and extension of your arm.
The High Times centerfold turns you on.
Your alarm is set for 4:20 a.m. and p.m.
You wake and bake.
Every story begins with, "we were really high and...."
Someone asks you for a dime and you tell them your out of herb.
Your video collection consists of endless Cheech and Chong movies.
You clean your car and smoke the shake you found of the floor mats.
Your breakfast is a spliff, oj, and a bowl packed with fruity pebbles.
You eat everything in the kitchen but Spam... and then you eat the Spam.
Every vacation you wind up in Amsterdam or Jamaica.
Youre known as "Smokey" to your friends.
You want to have kids named Herb, Bud, and MaryJane.
Someone finds a roach in your room and its not a bad thing.
You hang out with people you dont like just 'cause they got buds.
If your life was made into a movie, it would be called Waiting to Inhale.
All you want to do is drink and smoke and eat and smoke and chill and smoke....
Your best friend happens to be your dealer.
Your bumper sticker reads Honk for Hemp.
Your bong has become and extension of your arm.
The High Times centerfold turns you on.
Your alarm is set for 4:20 a.m. and p.m.
You wake and bake.
