Man, the worst is when you've got no lighters or papers. Scrounging forever. Apples, tubes, matches, anything to light that little bastard.

You'll be putting your head in toasters, on elements, be rolling with old school notes you for some reason still have because your mom gave em to you when she was cleaning out her basement last month and you realize you haven't called her in a while and you really should, you know, because she's your mom, and she did all this awesome shit like give you life, and make sure you had some awesome red converse hightops for kindergarten way back forever ago, and if you don't call her and get her flowers who will, right, she's not their mom, so you think okay after I stick my head in this toaster and light up these old notes and get nice and toasty I'm gonna go get some flowers and drop em off at my moms and everythings gonna be great, mom's gonna be happy, maybe get some killer snacks out of the whole deal because shes always gonna feed you, ya, mom's not gonna let you starve when you're munching, and you're totally on board, you stare in the mirror for like 30 minutes and pump up, you get in the car but you're wearing one slipper, you go to put the key in the ignition but smash your peanutbutter sandwich all over the wheel and the worst is that you forgot how much the flowers were gonna be and you don't even have your wallet because you're wearing a housecoat, you drag your stoned ass out of the car and find the phone, and while its ringing you take another toke because the roach is right fuckin' there man, and no fucking way that things going unsmoked, theres so much of it left why didnt you just finish the whole thing anyway instead of rushing off before eating your sandwich and getting dressed, that was a good fuckin sandwich and you have no idea if you left it on the steering wheel or ate it, then you hear someone breathing on the phone and are like "FUCK", and the dude says "...yes? hello? Big Leroy's Uncut Natural Tree Shop, can I help you?", you shout back "yo flower man, what's the deal on some flowers man, i wanna get some for my mom cuz she gives me snacks and got me shoes this one time when I was like 6 and they were fuckin killer shoes, big leroy", and he looks you square in the eye and says "I need about tree fiddy."