Crackhead likes the dual stainless steel sink in the kitchen, it stays nice & cool even when the A/C struggles to keep the interior temp of our home down to 80* F, lol... here's the knucklehaid "chillin' like a villain" in the sink...
Meanwhile, Tiger hangs out on the bar, that formica top is cool too... nice grodie ol' bong at right, I suppose I should clean that thing but I can't be bothered with it, too much home rehab work to do as it is, lol.
Now Tiger decides to join Crackhead by the sink... or maybe he's just thirsty, lol.
Seeing that dirty glass bong reminds me of the 'stoned daze' of my youth: whenever my delinquent skateboarding friends & I encountered 'dry spells' with no weed, we would scrape resin out of the bowl & stem of my dual-chamber U.S. Bong and smoke that resin, lol. I haven't done that in DECADES, but I can still remember those resin-smoking sessions with perfect clarity, lol. Not the individual sessions, of course, just the whole collective scene... meh, when you're young you do all kinds of crazy stupid stuff, you couldn't pay me enough to scrape & smoke resin now, lol. Well, I dunno, perhaps on some future occasion when I get really drunk, I'll scrape that glass bowl & stem and smoke the resin just for old times' sake... it'll probably finish me off and put me in my grave, lol.
Disclaimer: All of that scraping & smoking of bong resin occurred back when skateboarding was still a crime, lol...
Edit: I've said it before and I'll say it again, there are positive aspects to death! For starters, no more taxes and no more scumbag politicians, lol... now, wouldn't it be a DRAG if I reached "the hot place" and the Devil was taxing EVERYTHING (especially cold beer), and the joint was PACKED wall-to-wall with scumbag politicians, BWAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!