Tully has a headache, and he must have swallowed the trapeze act of a flea circus on hormone pills, for he has taken to writing in the third person. Last night's dance party must have been something for he awoke wearing ballet slippers, snug and protected in the great paws of a polar bear reading Mark Twain stories out loud. Yesterday was 420 day, its like V-Day for dreadlocked McGillians on break from Rule The World 101 class. Engineering talent was put to the test with a supposed gravity bong so heavy it took the McGill Red Men Rugby team to hoist up the chamber and some unlucky sod to suck up a semester's worth of grants and remain trapped inside a bag of Doritos for the remainder of the weekend. Sorry, nonsense just seems to flow on this too-bright morning.
Hope everyone has plans to spend some part of this weekend outdoors, because like the title of this post says, it is sunny, oh so sunny, and the rays are like telegrams from the Soviets asking for Perestroikan swaps of hot dogs, malted milk machines, and loads of great green smoking grass.
Hope everyone has plans to spend some part of this weekend outdoors, because like the title of this post says, it is sunny, oh so sunny, and the rays are like telegrams from the Soviets asking for Perestroikan swaps of hot dogs, malted milk machines, and loads of great green smoking grass.
3 comments:
tully, i wanna wish you the very best 4-20 and i must say how great a day it was yesturday. i happened to have been at Mcgil yesturday taking in the rays when i should have been stud'n, and let me tell you it was hard to focus.
hey there, tully. i just popped in to say: nice blogging! i dig the 4-20 coverage... maybe i can come over and smoke your pipe someday!
Wowee, sounds like all of my commentators are sexy anonymous female types. Though I can not say I am enthused by a Gertrude Stein allusion, I do enjoy the simplistic euphamism of mingling pot smoking and felatio. If either of you want a free shot of vodka, I will no longer be spending my kessef at the Miami bar, so meet me with paper cups at Parc Lafontaine.
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