When I lived in a college town I was walking home from the bars and there was a shit ton of snow on the ground and it was farther than I thought so I saw a pizza guy pull up to a house close by and I figured I'd ask for a ride home. He went inside for a while and I was wondering what the hell he was doing so I went up to the house and saw it was a small party. So I walked in and the pizza guy was smoking a bowl with the people who, I'm assuming, ordered the pizza. I did get a ride home, and a free beer so I guess I forgot the point of this story...