The Adventures of Greene Shmokalotte

You slowly rise from bed still dizzy, your wood pitching quite a tent. You slouch in front of your cpu, turn on some music and gracefully grab your tray and stash from its hidden location behind a shelf. Upon opening the bag you are immediatly bathed in the aroma, "damn" you say to yourself, "this is some gooood shit" You pull out a choice bud and break it up. No seeds, nice. You pack your custom made glass bowl and ready your lighter. After a deep breath of preperation you flik the bic and expose the packed bowl to flame, breathing deeply. You feel the smoke expand in your lungs and try to fight the urge to cough but cannot and begin to cough uncontrollably. In between hackin up a chunk of lung/phlem and knockin over your beer you also manage to somehow stab yourself with a nearby knife. Just as you thought things could get no worse you hear a familiar pounding on your door; "POLICE OPEN UP!"