^ hahahaha
@op: 1 year ago, April 20th. I woke up, went to my classes and than came back to my fraternity house around 4:00. The house reeked from the street, so I assumed everyone was just smoking, but to my surprise no one had smoked for an hour, the smell was from the sheer amount of weed being packed/rolled. I knew I was in for the long haul, so I dosed 2 mg xanax and railed some oxy. I came into my room and saw that "the chest" (where alumni stash their pieces after graduating) had been taken out and over 20 pieces sat in front of me, all packed. Me and 8 other guys waited until 4:20 and then proceeded to smoke every piece until it was cashed. At this point I was super fucking stoned, but decided to vape a bowl or two because what the hell, it was 4/20. I walked outside to see my other group of friends with a fat blunt for each of us to smoke. We proceeded to each smoke a blunt to the face. I decided I would go the cafe to get some food, but before I could make it there I ran into this girl I was fucking at the time and she pulled out what she called a "god blunt" which weighed in at a half oz. (waste of weed if you ask me). We smoked that. Immediately after that I ran down to the kitchen in my house to grab something to eat and the first thing I see is a big old bowl of mac & cheese. In my animalistic state of hunger I devoured the whole thing. My housemate comes down as I'm finishing to start bitching me out for eating his "dank mac & cheese" that he had made special for 4/20. At this point I realized I was way too fucked up to respond, or really do anything.
I spent the next 4 hours "watching" the netflix menu. I didn't feel sober for two days.