a cap of weed

I took a hit and it felt like my lungs were on fire and my brain was high-fiving itself.

The cap of weed was like a golden ticket to heaven, until my mom walked in.

I took a hit and my face turned red like I’d just been yelled at by my principal.

That cap of weed was the best I’d ever had, like my brain was on a rollercoaster and it loved it.

I took a hit and my brain was like, 'What’s next? A snack? A nap? A vacation?'

The cap of weed was so good it felt like my brain was doing the cha-cha.

I took a hit and my brain turned into a confused chicken.

The cap of weed made me think my math teacher was a superhero.

After that hit, I thought my dog was talking to me, and he was wearing sunglasses.

That cap of weed was so strong it knocked my math teacher out cold.

I took a hit and my math teacher looked like he just got yelled at by a dragon.

The cap of weed was like a math test, hard, but worth it.

After that hit, my brain was like the king of the school dance.

I took a hit and my brain was doing the conga line.

My brain was so high it was giving speeches to my socks.

That hit was like my mom yelling at me for eating the last slice of pizza, and I had no idea what was going on.

I took a hit and it felt like my brain was being yelled at by my mom and my math teacher at the same time.

The cap of weed was so strong it made my brain scream like I’d just failed a test.