"Why are you high,Cody?You are always high."
"Why should I care?I dont't care?Watchu' have for lunch t'day?"
"Ok.I'm leaving.You are crazy."
"Gud girl that you are."
Meh,I was bored of her anyways.Such a bitter realization for a cold January night.I assume that coming from the stoned me,it was rather a coherent though.But why am I trying to sound like I'm deep,cause actually I'm not?The pot was doing all the talking for me.