So I'm walking to Walgreens, right? As two guys sharing a joint pass a guy infront of me (who is walking in my direction), the guy turnes around like a freak and gives them the Dr. Phil-stare. Snap. I'm walking fast so when I'm next to the guy who was freaky, he says: "Did you smell that?!?!" I answer the obvious, "Yes". He goes on: "That only happens in Berkeley!". I realize this guy is an alien and tell him to go back to hiding in his bedroom. Oh I mean, yes freaky-boy. People only share joints on the streets of Berkeley.
Seriously dude.
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