Okay, I missed a day. I left my camera out in my van (Yes, van) and unless you don't live in the East/Midwest, you know that a killer chill took over yesterday and froze everything in its path. So, no picture.
Today, (and this will probably happen alot when my days are uneventful), is kind of something that reminded me of the past. Jolly Time "Healthy Pop?" You say. What's so interesting about that?
Wellll, omniscient, non-existent voice, it kind of is.
A good five or so years ago, my friends and I took a trip to Myrtle Beach in the summer. So about 8 guys and two girls basically stayed in a room meant for three or four people. The homoeroticism was maxed out and we haven't seen the ladies that came with us since.
But I digress. One of the guys, who we'll call Chung because that's what we called him, had an eye-opening experience. Besides exposing himself to all of us after getting out of the shower (He says all the guys had communal showers at his college and he was comfortable with male nudity, so why wouldn't we also be the same?), he decided it was a good time to get royally stoned.
I'm pretty sure this was his first and last experience with pot as he basically became that "debut stoner" that finds everything funny and interesting (there's a bit with his genitals that I won't write).
To time warp a bit, my friend that supplied the marijuana was unpacking when we first arrived. His mother, the lovely lady she is, gave him a ton of food. So in between the junk food and all this unhealthy stuff was Jolly Time - Healthy Pop. It's like the person that orders a Diet Coke with the Big Mac Value Meal - once you cross that point of no return, why not go for the gusto? Probably a better explanation would be that we received all the leftovers from the "Cleaning out of the pantry" and that was the bottom barrel casualty.
Either way, we hadn't rationed out our food very well and when it came time for Chung to indulge in his stoner hunger, there wasn't much left. So I threw the Jolly Time in the microwave (I had to do it as he wouldn't get up) and ended up burning it slightly.
A few friends and I tried to make sure of its quality and confirmed, it was terrible and even without being burnt, we're pretty sure it would have been bad. So we gave it to Chung.
His only reply was "THIS IS SOO GOOD!"
And he ate all the bags.
Then he fell asleep.
He assured that was the last time he'd ever smoke pot.
He then married a girl out of high school and I never saw him again.
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