There's a lovely bar right by where I live and although this was my second time being there, I knew it was a special place. This Saturday was proof.
While enjoying a clara (beer+lemonade, a local favourite) and lost in conversation with a friend, the waitor interrupts us to ask us a question: "why don't peas smoke weed?"
I pondered. Why? I thought smoking of any kind (herbal or otherwise) was limited to those with a pair of lungs and a bank account but apparently not.
He proceeds to tell us "because if they did, they'd jump out of the pan".
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