The Figgs Couldn’t Get High…

Posted: January 31, 2013 in Fridge Note

Seen at Charlie Pierce’s joint (whose blog motto is “Stealing content from driftglass and occasionally even giving him a hat tip!”):

But there’s no test for the level of intoxication at a given moment. Besides, even if you take a big bong hit and decide to drive, studies in Canada and Britain have shown that drivers on pot are actually safer drivers than not only drunk drivers but sober drivers, too.

Well, sure, because they are REALLY into detail at that point.
ALSO.  It must be noted that Mystery Blogger here looked like he was a VERY good driver on the day that picture was taken.
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Comments
  1. mikey says:

    Yeah, and forty miles an hour feels REALLY fast…

  2. Just as long as they don’t get distracted by looking at their hands – I mean, REALLY looking at them.

  3. they will be too paranoid to be texting while driving though.

    In any case, any random stoned driver will be a safer driver than my grandfather was in his last few years.

  4. mikey says:

    My problem was never driving stoned.

    It was driving on quaaludes. I think I wrecked four cars and a motorcyle while eating the gorilla biscuits…

  5. If I’m driving, chances are I’m pissed off. The stereotypical pothead has one up on me.

    • I am trying to imagine how a ‘pissed off’ Canuckinoid drives. I have driven your most intense freeways, and while they are congested, the behavior is… alarmingly civil.

      So, you toot your horn lightly when you’re pissed off?

      • mikey says:

        An experience that restores a small amount of confidence in humanity is to drive in Hawaii, especially Maui or the Big Island. Everyone slows down, waits, is patient and charitable and calm. It is a wonderful experience, even if you happen to NOT be stoned…

  6. ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© says:

    Figg years.
    ~

  7. So, you toot your horn lightly when you’re pissed off?

    He makes his displeasure known with a scornful animated gif.

Go ahead, tell me how I fucked up this time.

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