Shit,dude?!

One night...Just one night....I was fucking bored and pissed off,to be honest.I have no idea why I was pissed,but I knew that I was in desperate need of pot.So grabbing the last joints from under my bed,I started playing Laika Come Home....After the first 2 songs,I was goddamn stoned and I didn't evan smoke that much.But guess what?I feld the urge to act like Bob Marley on a buffalo.While "keeping a mild grove on",someone knocked at the door.Who would dare to do that? I was high and acting like a fucking idiot.

"Who's there,man?"I asked while under the influence of psychedelic drugs.

"C'mon fancy pants,open the door!"

When people are high they are more likely to answer positively to commands.And that's exactly what I did.

"Get the cool,get the cool shoeshine!Hmmm...Whatchu' doin' here,sista'?"I asked Polly.

"I don't know.Can I come in?"

"Sure."

"So how are you?"she asked me.

"Keep a mild groove on!"I started singing out of nothing."I'm great!I feel like wolf kabob Roth vantage Gefrannis booj pooch boo jujube; bear-ramage. Jigiji geeji geeja geeble Google. Begep flagaggle vaggle veditch-waggle bagga!"

Na,fah!Esti fericita?Daca nu-ti place,TIMO si TIPIZMA(te-n pizda ma-tii!)