It started off like any other day, I woke up around noon smoked a little weed and stared out of my window. "All of the people walking buy like machines a part of the system, you see me I would never be like that I am going to make it my way and there is nothing anyone can do about it, I dont need anyone." I thought too myself as i walked over too my fridge it was empty. "Why doesnt dad ever go shopping before he leaves for work.
I sat down on the couch or what seemed to be the couch, when i realize my couch is covered with my drunk friend from upstate I push him over enough so i can sit down "yo guy why are you still here wherent you going home last week Andy."
"Yeah Ant (which is short for Anthony if you must know) I was but my parents have been paying for me to not come home, why do you think we have been smoking so much"
"And why the food is gone"I said as i glared back at him "I guess lunch is on you"
"Wake me up in an hour then pancakes" So I smiled knowing that i am smoking and eating all with out the control of big brother lurking over me, He is always asking me to pay him back.
Monday and tuesday kind of passed as a blur of pot and liquor more than i would like to admit but just enough to brag about, but then Wednessday happened normally i hate wednessday because it all like hey everyone i am too busy being busy to do anything with anyone but the world kind of stood still this day I was watching a re-run of the Daily Show so i can stay educated on things and tell people they are wrong about stuff when the chanel gets taken over by some ... government thing a building in the city had been crashed into by some weird rock like thing it was crazy i couldnt believe it, so i looked out my window and realized it happened right there i saw smoke and one singular destroyed building... but it was the one my dad goes into on the way home to flirt with the coffee girl and he was the only casualty everyone else was fine...
He hated me anyway so i decided to smoke the pain away and a couple of hits later i dont know if it was quite thursday yet i saw something and Andy did too, he was gray with white pupils and black eyes and white hair I think he was an alien he was talking in weird sounds, with words like "Sir I am apologize for these harsh and painfull circumstances i have put you in." some weird alien language i dont know what he was saying
"Dude" said andy as he layed on the couch upside down looking at the gray man infront of him
Then the Alien let out some sort of sigh and said "Hey bro sorry about your pops my people left me here to help you and make sure things go better for you since we screwed up your life and everything." Now he was speaking english"
I responded with a "No biggie man" and passed him a bowl.
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