I was on my little stare-at-the-moon walk, and then I thought I saw a big roach, so I went ahh! and yeeted my unused joint so far into the bushes at dark that even with my phone flashlight on, I could not find that motherfucker, only more bugs. Then I gave up and ran home because I realized my walk was going on too long and I had left the front door unlocked. I don't even need weed to be paranoid.
