If McFing preps to do some writing

McFing gets a couple cold beers from the refrigerator and his pipe from his chest of drawers. He loads the pipe with a dark green commercial weed, after plucking out too many seeds. The first beer is down by the time he has the pipe ready. He begins inhaling the rich fragrant smoke and chasing it down with swigs of skunky beer. Seven beers and three smoked bowls later and he is now prepared for some writing, with a couple beers sitting standby and a loaded pipe by his side, the ideas are flowing.