My little friend(I call him little cause he's only 5'5") is a pretty cool dude. Fairly succesful, nice house, about 100k yearly. And is a real pothead. No problem from me there, im not into but if you are thats fine with me. Anyways, im just giving you a brief background because shit like this happens to everyone.
He bakes a pizza. Is really stoned. Forgot it was in oven so hurridly ran to kitchen. Pops open door, grabs with mits, and somehow looses his balance and falls flat on his ass and launches the pizza into the air. The pizza flips and ends cheese side down on his cock, and just burns the living fuck out of him. He had to have his gf take him to the emergency room and be treated. He was released, but now is putting all this shit on himself and had to come up with some excuse for work. What he said I don't know yet. Poor guy. Sorry though, that's fucking funny.
I almost forgot to tell you all about this, but was reminded of it because I have my 2nd pizza in the oven. The first one is burnt to hell and cooling for my great dane. He likes peporoni.
He bakes a pizza. Is really stoned. Forgot it was in oven so hurridly ran to kitchen. Pops open door, grabs with mits, and somehow looses his balance and falls flat on his ass and launches the pizza into the air. The pizza flips and ends cheese side down on his cock, and just burns the living fuck out of him. He had to have his gf take him to the emergency room and be treated. He was released, but now is putting all this shit on himself and had to come up with some excuse for work. What he said I don't know yet. Poor guy. Sorry though, that's fucking funny.
I almost forgot to tell you all about this, but was reminded of it because I have my 2nd pizza in the oven. The first one is burnt to hell and cooling for my great dane. He likes peporoni.