Habitual Pot Smoker

I smoke so much I forgot my own name, but I still showed up for work.

I took a hit before breakfast and after dinner, and I still managed to text my ex.

I smoked so much I passed out on the couch, but I woke up just in time for my mom’s yelling.

I ate a whole bowl of weed and still made it to the grocery store.

I smoked so much I could feel my brain melting, but I still finished my homework.

I inhaled like it was my last breath, but I still went to the gym.

I smoked so much I turned into a cloud, but I still went to school.

I sat on the couch and smoked for three hours, but I still answered my phone.

I inhaled so much I could see the future, but I still forgot my keys.