Bob was walking down the street towards home depot for some tiles, when suddenly he heard some noises from an alleyway. He started walking towards it and saw that there was a dead cat and blood all over the floor. He suddenly stopped and thought, "why should I be doing this and not calling the cops? Nah fuck it!" and started walking toward it again. He saw a hunched over man with some bags filled with some wierd stuff. He asked Bob if he would like to buy some weed. Bob, not being educated about drug use said yes, and this is when his life started going downhill.
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Bob the Pothead
RandomThis is the sole reason I shouldn't get bored because I start writing up some bullshit at 2am.
