Last week aunt Mary came for a visit and brought some green sticky things. I looked at the bowl and it turned out to be homegrown broccoli. When I asked her why it was so sticky, she answered that sweet Lucy marinated it in some texas tea for the best effect.
All excited I took the bowl and aunt Mary’s thai-stick and placed it next to the cage of my skunk. That skunk was an import, a real turkish delight named Mary Jane. I decided to feed her some flowers and then went all whacktabacky for that broccoli.
At the least favorable moment my cell rang. It was my dear old friend Bamba.
“Boo”, he said quite blunt He seemed to have had a drink or two. “Ganja do me a favour dude? I lost my keys at the mexican I was earlier this night. I left a spare key at your stash.”
How could I say no, so I had to leave aunt Mary with a documentary about Indians, called Wahupta and took off.
While walking through the weed I really wished I’d like hash, I could have used a smoke then.
Hash is just cut up potatoes. Cubed, diced or sliced into fries. Who doesn't like potatoes? I found it baffling honestly.
lol, it's not even that- he's not talking about the food, he's talking about the verb which makes it even funnier
Bandit 1- (paraphrase) 'Everybody calm down, we're gonna hash out these terms'
Bandit 2- I dont like no hash
haha...what?!
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It's definitely one of my favourite moments from Episode 3.
Or keep some in the woods but more people in the motel...
That's a good point. XD
Here's the scene itself, immortalised in all it's glory. > http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yXa-UcEVgkk
It's possible you don't hear the line, depending on how the negotiation scene plays out.
yea cause i didn't hear it the first time either, but when i played it again i heard it. it was funny lol
Maybe he doesn't like things fried.
All excited I took the bowl and aunt Mary’s thai-stick and placed it next to the cage of my skunk. That skunk was an import, a real turkish delight named Mary Jane. I decided to feed her some flowers and then went all whacktabacky for that broccoli.
At the least favorable moment my cell rang. It was my dear old friend Bamba.
“Boo”, he said quite blunt He seemed to have had a drink or two. “Ganja do me a favour dude? I lost my keys at the mexican I was earlier this night. I left a spare key at your stash.”
How could I say no, so I had to leave aunt Mary with a documentary about Indians, called Wahupta and took off.
While walking through the weed I really wished I’d like hash, I could have used a smoke then.
lol, it's not even that- he's not talking about the food, he's talking about the verb which makes it even funnier
Bandit 1- (paraphrase) 'Everybody calm down, we're gonna hash out these terms'
Bandit 2- I dont like no hash
haha...what?!
There's no authority, right? No cops? No CCTV?
Then why are these asshats wearing bandannas, balaclavas and shades? Who is coming to arrest them? Don Knotts, perhaps.
Shit man, don't leave prints! We gotta listen out for the po-po! Really, they probably just look cooler this way and it was easier for Telltale.
fear factor?
That and they're dumbasses. Now they're zombies in bandannas, balaclavas and shades.
Or something... or maybe they're all idiots, and they thought "if we all look like this, we'll know who not to shoot."
I wear my sunglasses at Night of the Living Dead...