A Buddha

My uncle is a Buddha. He eats like a beast and looks like a doughnut with a side of regret.

That guy at the gym? Total Buddha. He can’t even do a sit-up without wheezing.

My dog’s belly is a Buddha compared to mine.

That old guy under the tree? He was a Buddha. He figured out life was a pain and told everyone to chill.

Gautama was the first Buddha. He was like the original wise guy who told everyone to stop being so dramatic.

My mom’s a Buddha. She knows life’s a mess and tells me to stop being so dramatic.

The Buddha is the reason I smoke weed. He’s like the original high priest of chill.

Buddha is also the name of my stoner cousin. He’s the reason I don’t care about school.

The Buddha? He’s the guy who taught the world how to get high and forget about life.

Buddha is the name for weed in the streets. It’s the reason I skip school and eat pizza for breakfast.

My friend calls his weed Buddha. He says it makes him forget he’s 13 and broke.

Buddha is my favorite weed. It’s the reason I passed out during math class.

That guy under the tree? Buddha. He sat there so long his butt was numb and he forgot about life.

My grandpa was a Buddha. He sat under a tree for hours and forgot about his problems.

Buddha was just a guy who sat under a tree and forgot about his life.

Buddha was like the original teacher who told people to stop being so dramatic and just be happy.

My teacher is like a Buddha. She tells us to stop being so dramatic and just chill.

Buddha is like the teacher who told everyone to stop being so annoying and just be happy.

My brother is a Buddha. He’s so awesome he might as well be the original Buddha.

My crush is a Buddha. She’s so awesome I might die from happiness.

My dog is like a Buddha. He’s so awesome he makes me forget about my problems.