This weekend I went on a camping trip out into the paries of sasketchewan and we had an amazing time if not slightly odd:
including a 15 minute song about brain eating embas

A friendly but huge labrador that belonged to the farm we were on, it even followed us up the hill when we went for a hike.

The dog disapears and we next see it at the bottom of the hill and someone shouts out "it found a stick... wait no its a dears leg". People were less keen to play with the dog after that.

But anway back on topic for the first time in my life I got stoned.

Dont get me wrong I'm not a straight arrow my drinking will atest to this and I've tried weed before its just my mums an ex nurse and she spent 7 years working in A and E, when I was 16 she sat me down and told me exactly how to check someone has been smoking it and even told me how to check when they've tried to cover it up.

So I never really got round to it, that and I dont really like smoking.

This weekend I had weed brownies and it got the job done but honnestly I'm disapointed it was crap.

I wasnt having a bad time but all that happened was that I couldnt construct a sentence, my head rushed when I moved and I kept eating because I was trying to sober up.

I dont get what the big deal is.