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A drug addict comes home with a bag of weed.
Somehow I figured out that I needed to hide it. I shoved it under the carpet.
How can I check, what if they find me? - It dawns on him: he goes to the door,
knocks on himself, answers himself:
- Knock Knock!
- Who's there?
- Police! Do you have any weed?
- No!
- And under the carpet?
OOO ...
I put it behind the cupboard - and the same situation:
- Knock Knock!
- Who's there?
- Police! Do you have any weed?
- No!
- And under the carpet?
- no - a!
- And behind the closet?
SOOO ...
- Knock Knock!
- Who's there?
- Police! Do you have any weed?
- No!
- And under the carpet?
- Nope!
- And behind the closet?
- Nope!
- And in the refrigerator?
- Nope!
- And under the sofa?
- Nope!
- Damn, where did I hide it?!!!
* * *
A drug addict wakes up, goes outside and asks a passerby:
- Dude, is today Thursday?
- No, today is Sunday.
- What, yesterday was Thursday?
- No, yesterday was Saturday.
- What, tomorrow will be Thursday?
- No, tomorrow will be Monday.
- Dude, I don’t understand, there won’t be a Thursday?!
* * *
The stoned junkies were going home. One, the closest to the surface of consciousness,
manages:
- I’ll catch a car now, I’ll make an agreement, and you sit down and be silent. So that no one
I didn't realize that we were already puffed up!
Caught a car, made a deal. Got in, and off they went.
.....
Driver:
- Have you been smoking weed?
- How did you guess???
- "As I guessed."... The five of them are sitting in the front seat, silent.
all the time....
* * *
“This is the telegram...” said my friend, unwrapping a cartridge case from a joint.
* * *
Once upon a time a drug addict was walking through the desert. It was hot, the sun was scorching, where to go?
unknown, and he thought - he’s going to die anyway, so what the hell
go somewhere... Sat down on the nearest dune and sits.
God saw this and decided that it was not good that man
had already completely lost hope. And he appeared to the drug addict in a radiance and
said: come on, I'll fulfill your three wishes, and then you
get up and go.
- Well, come on, - the drug addict answered, - I could use a joint right now...
God created a joint, and they puffed away.
- Oh, if only there was a joint...
God created another joint, and it was also smoked. And then
the drug addict got up and walked away. And God catches up with him: - you, man,
maybe we'll smoke some more?
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