I woke up kind of sad this morning. It was like I almost woke up on the wrong side of the couch. I had these thoughts of the world ending, more wars, and the blasted Kardashians get another tv show. The last part is what done me in. I don’t know if I can handle that much stress from the real world. What is a poor guy like me, going to do to make himself feel better? I could hire a circus monkey and watch him dance. However, I did that once. I am still trying not to have that reaction every time I see a banana. I could buy a stripper. No. Actually I am throwing that out. I don’t want to catch anything that a Brillo pad and lava soap won’t take off. Plus, I don’t need to travel states again. Wait a second, HOLY Tight Pants, ROBIN!!!! I have it. I know what will make everything better. No more worries. No more having to bring myself to sit through a Kardashian show. The answer is simple. A BAG OF WEED!!!!