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The way all stoner shenanigans inevitably begin. So, they started walking to White Castle. “A mile is way longer than going back up to the apartment you know.” “Then you go back upstairs and get it!” It’s only like a mile down the road, we can totally do that.” If I go back up those stairs right now I will literally die, we can’t do that option. “This is the key to the apartment! Now we gotta go all the way back upstairs you shitbag.” “What the hell, dude? Why would my key get bigger all of a sudden? I’ve had this thing for three years.” Charlie came over to the driver’s side and snatched the key out of his hand. He walked around to the driver’s side of his black Dodge Stratus and tried to stick the key into the lock, but couldn’t get it to go all the way in. You’re a stoner with shitty lung capacity.” Kyle ignored him and pulled his key out of his pocket. “God dammit, I’m outta shape,” Kyle sighed. They shut the door behind them and walked down the three flights of stairs it took to get to the parking lot.
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Plus, I’ve seen that movie and I feel like if we go to White Castle we’re gonna meet up with Neil Patrick Harris and some weird shit’s gonna happen.” The only problem is your name’s not Harold and my name’s not Kumar. “Like I said, too soon.” Kyle said, slowly turning his head back toward Judge Judy. “Wendy? The girl you dated for a month like two years ago? Didn’t she dump you after you told her you loved her while she was blowing you?”
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“What the fuck, man? You know Wendy’s my ex. Wendy’s?” Kyle snapped his head to look at Charlie. “What?” Charlie responded in the same manner. “Hey, Charlie,” Kyle asked without turning his head. They sat in their living room, melting into the furniture, with Judge Judy in the background.
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Letting me have the last of my own fucking weed,” Charlie snarled as he put his mouth to the pipe. Here, you can have the rest,” he said as he held the bong out to Charlie, who was sitting in the loveseat across from him. About twelve seconds passed before he heard anything, until finally-cough, cough- “Jesus, dude why’d you take such a big rip? You know we don’t have much left! Asshole,” Kyle smiled, still coughing, as smoke rolled off of his lips and into his nose.