Granted, it drives you insane... rolling around... making your jokes bad... you try to keep your composure as you make a joke but you know its waiting... always trying to get the last laugh... until you can TAKE NO MORE, AND YOU PUT THE WEED IN IT'S PLACE!!! YOU KILL IT, IT'S FRIENDS, IT'S LOVED ONES!!! and then it's ghost starts haunting you... DrIvNg yoU MAD!!!...
I wish I could travel back in time and stop myself...