I once had a roommate that looked and spoke exactly like Chong, with long hair. He suffered from Addison’s disease and his body did not produce natural levels of adrenaline, also he smoked pot constantly.
We had conversations sometimes, and this guy believed, really believed, that his spirit was out there, floating in the ether until he decided that he wanted to be attached to a body, to be born. Like he was conscious and aware of existence before he was born.
Like he chose to be born, and he’d say that after he died, he’d probably spend another hundred years floating in the ether before he decided to come back..
So like, of course I had to buy some weed from this guy, and it was amazing.
His ex-wife was a mail carrier and wrecked her mail truck because she was huffing computer keyboard duster, she lost one of her eyes and got a huge settlement,, I don’t believe computer duster shows up on drug screens.
She gave him a portion of her money and he spent it on silver bars and a shit ton of bottles of the cheapest liquor 🥃
Because he thought society was about to collapse and precious metal and alcohol would be the only real currency 💵…
These two people had a child. Like….they made a conscious choice to bring a daughter into this world.
Thinking back on it,, I can’t decide what the craziest part of his story is.
Quite a character.
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