The following is a monologue from my high friend... its pretty interesting:
"and then I was like 'thats my key to my house', so I was gonna go and open the door. Fucking, I look to my freaking right, fucking hell! And there was a black motherfucker staring in my face. Fuck! (the black motherfucker she refers to is a cat) Jesus! Oh Fuck! Oh My Fuck yeah! It was fucking.... for fucks sake! I went into my fucking house, and the cat attacked me! (it really didn't... it jumped over the fence). Oh my fuck! Jesus! I swear down, fucking cats! But yeah, Black cats, yeah... that one was a black motherfucker!! Black things. Black. Black, black cats. Cats, mice, old women (?), fuck them man. But, you see how that cat attacked me! It ran to fuck, and looked me in my eye. That cat, yeah, was on the floor, and it looked straight in my eye!"
She said a whole lot more, but I don't wanna offend anyone, so I'll leave it there.
The moral of this story, if there has to be one, is: if your high/drunk/acting like a mug, don't be around SJ when she has a camera to record that shit.