Someone knocked at the door. 2 or 3 times. I finally got up to see what they wanted and walked over to the door and opened it to find a bag of food hanging on the handle and a delivery guy walking away down the stairs.
My mom often orders takeout for me when she works, which was what she's doing. I looked on the receipt - chicken fingers, french fries and a piece of cake. Address looks good, it matches up. Mom must've ordered it for me. Called Mom on the phone. No answer. Waited like 20 minutes then approached the bag of food. The cake looks good. Kind of full, so maybe I'll just have the cake for now. I ate the slice of cheesecake. I went about my day. Someone starts knocking at the door - it's a bossy Chinese woman saying she had something delivered here, and pointed at the hallway. We didn't communicate well. I said " oops we thought that was for us." I handed her the bag and didn't mention the cheesecake. I closed the door and locked it. Few seconds later she started knocking again. Probably about the cake
Funny story Mr. Doober. Remember, life is short, so eat the desert first. Ya never know what is gonna happen!
Everyday the group of people that knows behind which username Yummybud hides behind these days grows larger and larger. Soon the lid will fly completely off and the cat will be out of the bag once again.
I think I have found a sure sign of being stoned the night before. In preparation for my wake and bake this morning, I grabbed a bud and opened the grinder to grind it, and the grinder is already full of ground dope.
Like pouring coffee into a full cup. Sigh...
only if you stuffed the bud into the full grinder. you didn't do that...did you?