I had to share this story...last night, me and a couple old friends got together, we used to get stoned every day together so to keep with tradition we decided to smoke a little (ok, a lot!). We smoke for a while then decide to go get a blunt so we walk 3 blocks to the gas station, its like 2 AM but the place is packed, there were like 7 people behind us...
Me: Can I get a peach blunt?
Guy: Yea, that will be 52 cents.
Me: $1.98?
Guy: Its 52 cents mam
Me: $1.98?
Guy: No, 52 cents
Me: (starts counting out $1.98 in change because its all we have, then look up and say) Wait, its $1.98 right?
Guy: Its 52 cents
Me: (Look at my friend and she is busting up laughing, look back at the guy who is laughing his azz off and say "Its not $1.98?" Then turn around and look at the angry mob behind me.)
Guy: Its 52 cents, here, (grabs money out of the change jar) take your
blunt
Me: It wasn't $1.98?
Guy: No, it was 52 cents.
Me: o...ok
I was so upset with my friend for not stoping me, she claims she lost the ability to speak, I, on the other hand, lost the ability to think, yet still had the ability to speak, which is far worse than simply loosing your ability to speak.