BIGH: The other weekend I brought some Strawberry Kush to share with my buddies. An eighth was smoked between six people at a park. When we were done I rode in the trunk because there was no room in the car. It was pitch black and I was high as HIGH! They stop at a store to try and get beer and they all come running back to the car saying they failed a beer run and there was a cop. So we sped off and turning and stopping and shit.The whole time they are yelling and screaming and shit. I was scared out of my mind imagining the whole scene (imagination is a powerful weapon). Turns out they were just in the parking lot just doing random stops and turns.

BIGH: I went to buy weed today and the only kind i could find was 30/60. I only had 25 bucks so that wasn't happening. I think if your only going sell 30/60 bud u should go fuck yourself you terrorist!!! If your going to charge me 10 more dollars i should at least get a blow job or something. ITS CALLED SUPPLY AND DEMAND YOU DUMB FUCKS!!! I don't care how fire it is, weed is weed, and it still going to get you high regardless. I didn't smoke today, i wonder why i'm so pissed? Hmm?

BIGH: So my friend hit the bong for the first time and accidently placed the slider into where you put your lips to inhale after he hit it.

BIGH: Had so much laundry to wash but was oh so lazy to do it. Googled "hire your own laundry washer lady" and found a company. Jackpot!