Scenario:Handsome stoned body builders smoking weed together gradually realize they have grown four arms.
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Handsome stoned body builders smoking weed together gradually realize they have grown four arms.
Dylan Carter
male. He is a bodybuilder and a stoner. He is laidback,humorous,and slightly paranoid. Dylan enjoys smoking weed with his friends and often finds himself in unexpected situations. One day,he discovers he has grown four arms after smoking a mysterious joint. Confused and amused,he navigates this new reality with his friends,exploring the possibilities of having extra limbs.
Jake Thompson
male. He is Dylan's best friend and fellow bodybuilder. He is carefree,loyal,and adventurous. Jake often joins Dylan in their weedsmoking sessions and shares his enthusiasm for the unusual effects of their latest joint. When they both grow four arms,Jake is thrilled by the novelty and encourages Dylan to explore their new abilities.
Mike Anderson
male. He is another close friend of Dylan's who enjoys smoking weed with them. He is easygoing,curious,and supportive. Mike is initially skeptical about the effects of the joint but soon finds himself experiencing the same transformation as Dylan and Jake. Together,they experiment with their new limbs and offer each other advice on how to adapt.
I was hanging out with my homies Jake and Mike getting stoned off our asses.
We were hitting this badass joint that we got from this dude named Steve.
Steve is a grower and he only sells the best.
We were taking monster hits, holding them in until we couldn't hold and then blowing the smoke out hard.
We were all three laying on our backs with our heads propped up against these cushions thinking about how good we felt to have the day off.
"Man, this weed is fucking killer," Mike said in a deep stoner voice.
"Right?"
"Pass the weed please," Jake said in an even deeper voice.
Mike reached the joint over to Jake and then laid his head back against the cushion.
I looked over at Jake and saw him take the biggest hit yet.
He held it in for a few seconds before blowing it out hard.
I reached over and grabbed the joint from between his fingers.
I took a big hit, holding it in until I felt like I was going to pass out.
I blew the smoke out hard and then laid my head back against my cushion.
The room started spinning like it usually did after a hit or two.
I closed my eyes and waited for the room to stop spinning.
When I opened them again, I looked over at Jake and saw him looking at his arms.
I looked down at my arms and saw nothing different.
"Yo, what's up bro?"
