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We swear that the fact that yesterday was 4-20 is a total coincidence. I only just realized it the morning of, and this strip was planned out a week ago; with neither Darren nor I seeing the inherent joke. Really convenient though, since even Family Guy discussed the issue on Sunday. And by “discussed,” I mean “performed an elaborate musical number.” It’s true, watch it.

So, this might surprise you, but I’ve never had alcohol or done drugs before in my life. Honestly, I’ve never really felt like I wanted to, so I haven’t. It’s ironic, because I’m also in favor of most decriminalization laws, especially pot. It’s just horribly hypocritical that alcohol and nicotine are legally allowed when pot (which has been shown to be less damaging than alcohol) is demonized. No one has ever been able to give me a concrete reason for why pot’s “bad,” especially when compared to cigarretes and alcohol. Of course any drug used in excess is not a good thing, and other illegal drugs like cocaine and meth are bad for very obvious reasons, but the illegalization of drugs only serves to strengthen a terrifying underworld that even right now is threatening the US southern border and destroying communities.

You might be wondering why I’m so into this argument when the outcome doesn’t affect me either way; I guess it’s because one of my pet peeves is hypocrisy. There were underlying motives to making pot illegal (thank you, William Randolph Hearst) and reports have shown that legalizing pot could help save the economy. Even though some smokers claim that government-issue pot would be too weak and taxed like none other :P And most importantly, it eases the pain of so many suffering people out there, like this elderly couple. And don’t give me that incredibly stupid “gateway drug” “theory;” it’s one of the best display of moronic logic that I’ve ever seen. Either way, just watch this if you want more info, and maybe you’ll see where I’m coming from.

~Tirumari

PS - … *sigh* fine, I’ve done a drug before. In my defense, everyone does it, so you have no right to judge me! I’m proud of it, even, and I think I’m at the point when I need it to get through the day… I’m not addicted, though, at least, I think I’m not. Whatever, screw you guys, I do caffeine. All right, happy? It’s the world’s most socially acceptable drug, with alcohol in second, and nicotine in third. So you can just shut up :P

I could probably handle “special” brownies…

But apparently I can’t do the same with alcohol.

At all.

So yesterday was the infamous/famous Marathon Monday, the temporal home to the Boston Marathon. It is a day of great rejoicing, crowds, cheering, and, most importantly to some, drinking. Of course, KNOWING how badly I handle alcohol (there will probably be a strip about this later, I guarantee you), I chose not to participate in that particular aspect of the celebrations.

Or at least, I tried.

I woke up this morning, got really, really bored and then decided I’d take a couple snapshots of the event and hopefully bump into some of my friends who were probably getting drunk on the wayside of the marathon path. Unfortunately, that did not happen, so I decided to get some ice cream at J.P. Licks (wayyy better than Cold Stone) and made the bad decision of choosing a wine-infused blackberry sherbert.

Now okay, I thought this would basically be the same as eating tiramisu (which, for those of you who don’t know, has rum soaked ladyfingers) but apparently there was quite a bit more in that little frozen treat than I thought. Of course, as a result I ended up with my repatoire of usual symptoms including increased blood flow, asian flush, and, ultimately a headache and an overwhelming urge to sleep it off.

Now that was just a bit of wine really, probably less than a glass. Not to mention it was just supposed to be a dessert.

It’s a bit embarassing, but at some point I guess I’ll have to come to terms with the fact that I am, for all intents and purposes, allergic to alcohol and will have to be the guy drinking sodas at the parties that should be rightfully used only for cocktails.

But hey, look on the bright side, if you ever need a designated driver, an escort, or even just a sober friend, I’m automatically the only on available at the party. Mixed blessing I suppose.

…Now only if that actually were valuable in real life. *sigh*

~Darren

P.S. I’d also like to clarify that between that and caffine, I too have not tried any prohibited substances of any sort.

Except for chocolate.

Mmmm…so good it should be illegal.