Like A Bull In A China Shop

Went seen my Granddaughter compete today.

I got very stoned starting out for home.

My Son said here is a museum let's go through it.

See anything out I was checking it out like I was buying it. I mean kicking tires and all.

Finally my Son came to me. Dad this is a museum you are not to touch. Oh!

Then went to a store that I had been wanting to go to for years. My mind wasn't working on what I was needing.

you can look but you better not touch

We decided to go another way home which is curvey and hilly.

My wife makes weed cookies.

My Son ate one I told my wife she better drive. She told our Son I felt he was too stoned to drive.

He come back that he had drove that road many times more messed up and for me to shut up.

Today he told my wife don't let me eat a whole cookie because it will last for days. He said he didn't feel it until we got about home and he is still feeling it.

I had to laugh. I told him before they was doing me different. I'm more paranoid and hallucinating.

Upon seeing the title to this thread I thought to myself “ well I guess someone met my wife and made a thread about it. “