You start questioning the strangest things, like why is the word for roads "roads", why couldn't it be "pajaboreekamustard", or what's the purpose in life. Perhaps you're set on the earth just to wander about aimlessly to satisfy God's sadistic desire to see people wander about aimlessly. Or maybe you were put here to get stoned and question why you were put here. 
Why can't we all just get a bong?

Why can't we all just get a bong?
