This is what happens when you smoke too much weed

There is no such thing as smoking too much weed.
One could, however, foolishly decide to buy two of those muffins from the lady in Golden Gate Park and then eat them in one sitting while listening to Nick Lowe perform. And afterwards one might be so completely baked that one ends up missing one's bus stop and only finally realizes this after the bus passes the Golden Gate Bridge Welcome Center before continuing on its way to Marin. One might regret the choice to indiscriminately ingest edibles without understanding their potency. One might be really screwed in a purely hypothetical scenario like that.
 
One could, however, foolishly decide to buy two of those muffins from the lady in Golden Gate Park and then eat them in one sitting while listening to Nick Lowe perform. And afterwards one might be so completely baked that one ends up missing one's bus stop and only finally realizes this after the bus passes the Golden Gate Bridge Welcome Center before continuing on its way to Marin. One might regret the choice to indiscriminately ingest edibles without understanding their potency. One might be really screwed in a purely hypothetical scenario like that.

Never go full Supernaut unless you're looking to go full Supernaut. And I always am.

This is one of my favourite Rogen interviews, and Letterman was great... like Seth said, that's what HE'S looking for.

 
It's like college all over again. Long ribbons outnumbered hula hoops, but otherwise dead on
 
There is no such thing as smoking too much weed.

Smoking no, consuming yes. I once ended up in A&E with a full blown panic attack (including hyperventilation, heart palpitations etc.). I thought and felt I was dying.

Haven’t touch anything besides alcohol since :embarrassed:
 
There is no such thing as smoking too much weed.

I disagree with that thesis.

  • For instance, if you go on a late bike ride and end up getting thoroughly lost in the neighborhood that you have lived in for seven years, you may have smoked too much weed.
  • Or if you get a phone call and are 20 minutes into it and forget who you are talking to ... and it's your mother ... you may have smoked too much weed.
  • Or if you leave a Soundgarden concert at the AstroHall in 1994 where someone has shared some powerful shit with you and your date and when you pull out of the parking lot, you turn the wrong way on the 610 Loop and end up circumnavigating the entire city of Houston to get back home, you may have smoked too much weed.
 
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I disagree with that thesis.

  • For instance, if you go on a late bike ride and end up getting thoroughly lost in the neighborhood that you have lived in for seven years, you may have smoked too much weed.
  • Or if you get a phone call and are 20 minutes into it and forget who you are talking to ... and it's your mother ... you may have smoked too much weed.
  • Or if you leave a Soundgarden concert at the AstroHall in 1994 where someone has shared some powerful shit with you and your date and when you pull out of the parking lot, you turn the wrong way on the 610 Loop and end up circumnavigating the entire city of Houston to get back home, you may have smoked too much weed.

If you decide that, when you really think about it, those goddamn knees have been fucking up the program since, well, forever, and if we don't get this shit settled NOW, once and for all .... which means it's time to go home, knees, and have a long talk. And then the knees rebel! The knees rebel, and while you are descending in the elevator, they insist that you A) use the emergency switch to stop the elevator; and B) turn out the light in the elevator (because it's an older elevator and the light switch is right there) so that C) we settle this shit in the elevator, because we (the knees) are going back to that fucking party where that hot chick is, we're not letting you fuck up another evening ....

So that you are arguing with your knees, in the dark, in an elevator you have stopped between floors ...

Yeah, you might've smoked too much pot.
 
Every once in a while I'll force myself to listen to a song just to make sure the Dead really are as excruciating as I remember.

I'm not mistaken.

Really? You seem broad-minded, what about American Beauty and Workingman's Dead? And a lot of New Riders of the Purple Sage help?
 
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Smoking no, consuming yes. I once ended up in A&E with a full blown panic attack (including hyperventilation, heart palpitations etc.). I thought and felt I was dying.

Haven’t touch anything besides alcohol since :embarrassed:
Dying is metal as hell tho

You’ll never get into valhalla now.
 
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