I had one really weird anger-related experience with weed. I was walking around with my pal Aaron, both of us a bit high, and I kept noticing bad drivers on the road. Not signalling while switching lanes, running red lights (not a big deal at 10:00PM in empty ol' Belleville) and the like. At one point we were crossing a street and a small cadillac behind us eased into turning after we passed. I turned around and noticed it wasn't signalling (but still clearly not trying to run us down in any way) and just lost it. I started screaming at them for not signalling. Literally shrieking at them in a furious, confused megatantrum. Aaron, who is usually pretty used to my super-duper zany personality, was a bit put off. I calmed down in about a minute, but man, I was ballistic.
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