Today I got asked by a really HOT guy if I wanted to smoke weed with him while I was cleaning the floors of his house for his mom. I, being the smart girl that I sometimes am, said no, and that I had to work in the morning. I didn’t want to tell him that after I smoke I become unable to function as a normal human being, and therefore would be a giggling twit for the rest of the day. Struggle city man.
