It's my birthday in just three weeks.

I intend to go to the pub and get smashed off my fucking tits and go to college with a hangover.

Two days after that, college breaks up, I'm having a party, I live in the middle of nowhere, but my parents were nice enough to offer all of my friends a lift here and back (and given there's some 10 coming from a fair distance, that's quite nice). I intend to go to the pub and get smashed off my fucking tits then get baked and laugh the night away.

I told my mother I smoke weed, know what she said?
"That's okay, just don't make it a habit because, you're smoking tobbacco"

Smoking tobbacco... Nothing to do with the fact that it's a class b drug, but that im smoking tabbacco, guuess I'd better just smoke blunts.