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Why don't scientists trust atoms that smoke pot? Because they make up everything!
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How do you know if a pot smoker is into astronomy? They're always passing telescopes!
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Why was the pot head invited to all the parties? Because they always brought the pot-luck!
High Times
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You know, I tried smoking pot once, but I got so paranoid, I thought my toaster was planning my downfall. I mean, can you imagine? A toaster with a vendetta? It's like living in a Pixar movie gone wrong!
Weed Woes
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I realized smoking pot isn't for me. Last time I tried, I spent an hour arguing with my cat about the meaning of life. Turns out, my cat’s a nihilist. Who knew Fluffy was so deep?
Baked Brain
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I smoked pot once and suddenly became the philosopher of my friend group. They'd ask me deep questions, and I'd ponder life's mysteries like a wise old sage. Until I got distracted by a squirrel outside the window. Profound thoughts lasted about as long as my attention span.
Reefer Regrets
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I tried smoking pot to relax, but I ended up stress-eating my weight in snacks. I was so panicked about being hungry later that I entered a food coma that lasted till morning. Note to self: munchies are not a time-travel solution.
High Expectations
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I tried smoking pot to chill, but it only intensified my fear of horror movie scenarios. I spent the night convinced every creak was a chainsaw-wielding maniac. Turns out, it was just the fridge complaining about being overworked. Sorry, appliance, didn’t mean to project my horror movie fantasies onto you.
Stoner Struggles
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Smoking pot made me think I was an undercover ninja. I tip-toed around the house, convinced I was stealthy as heck. Turns out, I was just slow-motion tiptoeing in my PJs, scaring the dog half to death!
Blazing Blunders
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I tried smoking pot to enhance my creativity. But all I created was an award-winning collection of questionable doodles. Let's just say my stick figures looked more like they'd been drawn during an earthquake.
Hazy Hobbies
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I thought smoking pot would unleash my hidden talents. Instead, I discovered I could spend hours contemplating the intricacies of my ceiling. Who knew stucco patterns could be so mesmerizing? I should've just watched paint dry; at least I'd be productive.
Weed Wisdom
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Smoking pot made me a genius in my own mind. I had profound insights on life, love, and the universe. Then I woke up the next day and realized I'd typed out a manifesto on the deep connection between socks and existentialism. Thanks, pot, for the sock enlightenment.
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