Fox goes to Amsterdam

(This was told to me by a Bulgarian guy...)

So the fox has just come back from a weekend break in Amsterdam, and managed to sneak some high-grade weed back with her. It's a beautiful sunny day, so she decides to relax at a nearby lake and smoke a joint.

She's just sparked up when a frog pops his head up out of the water and is like:

"Brah that shit smells next level, wanna gimme a hit?"

Being a bit of a trickster, and also a little bummed that her sweet 'Dam weed is already being blagged, the fox decides to fuck with the frog a little.

"This weed is so good, that you need to get as high as possible from it, and not waste it.

So my little green friend, I'll make you a deal. If you can take a hit, hold it in, and swim underwater all the way around that island out there and back without coming up for air, I'll let you have another hit!"

Even though this seems like an impossible task (the island is at least a 1/4 mile from the shore), the frog agrees - after all he'll get at least one free toke. So he takes an almighty hit from the joint, and starts swimming. The Sativa power of this weed must have given him Shiva's super strength or some such shit, because he makes it all the way around the island and back, before popping his head out in front of the fox and breathing a cloud of smoke out of his red-eyed little face.

The fox, now pretty stoned, bursts out in laughter at this.

"Oh my god man, I can't believe you actually made it! I'm so impressed, that I'll do you the same deal again. You make it, you get a third free hit!"

The frog shrugs, takes a moment to get his breath back, then hits the joint like a hero and dives in. But this time, he gets halfway round the island and realizes there's no way in Hell he's going to make it. He surfaces, breathes out, and through the dissipating smoke he sees the silhouette of a hippopotamus.

"Hey there little guy!" says the hippo, "that smoke smells dank as your mamma's sweet ass, you got any spare nugs fam?"

Coughing and spluttering, the frog says "No, but, uuuuuh there's this cool fox over on the shore that can sort you out!"

"Nice one bruv!" says the hippo, dives down, and swims towards the shore to find the fox.

He surfaces right in front of the fox, and before he can get a word in, the fox screams:

"Oh my dear god, exhale the smoke, EXHALE THE SMOKE GODDAMMIT!!!!"