Why is it that every time you’re in the company of a person whose been smoking weed, either you become the focus of their laughter, or they always start to ramble on about a lot of shit that only “they” think is really deep? I mean, they seem to come up with the most thought provoking and intuitive statements, in their minds at least.

TGIF, (thank goodness it’s Friday) and  I was planning on enjoying a quiet evening at home until my friend Shaina stopped by, unannounced of course. Shaina never travels without her trusty sidekick “weed”, so I knew I was going to be in for a long evening of bullshit. As she proceeds to take make herself comfortable on her voyage “weed heaven” she politely offers to take me along, and I of course decline because I must be in my right state of mind when Shaina’s around. Which, by the way is absolutely no way to enjoy my evening because I will undoubtedly become the one she finds utterly hilarious for no apparent reason. Anyway, I’m pretending to be reading because I am  desperately trying not to engage in any form of communication with Shaina. But no, Shaina, with her high ass simply wouldn’t hear of it, she insists on drawing me into a completely one-sided conversation about a whole lot of nothingness…

Do you have any idea how difficult it is to get someone under the influence to shut the Feck up? (that’s fuck and heck) The only way I could shut her up was to agree to allow her to tell me about her latest (me-so-high) diabolical business idea. After about twenty-five minutes of rambling, Shaina finally spits out the details about her latest, soon to be, multimillion-dollar business venture. With the passion and intensity of a marksman, Shaina opens her mouth and says that she’s going to open a business selling what she so seriously termed, “Toe Bandz”.

I tried to ignore her hoping that she would forget to continue with this foolishness, but she just wouldn’t shut up. Oh, you want to know what the feck “Toe Bandz” are huh? Well, I’m glad you asked, because I’m sick of keeping this nonsense to myself. Per Ms. Shaina, Toe Bandz are… You ready?  Sweat bands for your toes!!!!!!!!  That’s right all you ladies and gentlemen with the sweaty toes; they keep your toes dry inside your sneakers!!!!! Wtf, is she serious? I really need Shaina to take her high ass home. So, I calmly said “Shaina, Why in the hell would anyone buy your Toe Bandz when they could just wear socks?” She replied, “Ohhh snap, why didn’t I think of that?” As she laughed herself into a teary fi

You know, this makes absolutely no sense, this is exactly the reason why Shaina should not be indulging in anything mind altering. -I’ll leave you with this, I’m not saying not to smoke weed, but I’m just saying… More to come from The Adventures of Ms. (high-ass) Shaina.

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*The adventures of Shaina and other related stories are true but merely for entertainment purposes. JGT and its affiliates neither supports or condones the use of any form of illegal substances.