Last night, Bwog might have been mentally preparing for 420 by letting off some steam at 1020, where we might have played some darts. Our game might have evolved into a screaming rivalry, and we might have gone Hulk mode after losing. There’s no way to know for sure—all we have to go by is this cellphone photo we awoke to. At least we didn’t maybe poke somebody’s eye out…

"What do you mean you thought there was a secret vault there"