The bold sobernauts slipped the surly bonds of booze-dependence and touchedthe face of not-being-so-f**ked-up-that-you-spent-the-whole-weekend-hugging-the-base-of-your-toilet-while-wishing-you-were-dead...ness.
The sudden urge to utterly swear off weed after going without for several days due to deviation from your normal, weed ensconcedroutine.
Me: Yo, Tbone, I've come to realize I may not be making the best choices for my personal health. I'm off the weed man. Hanging up my Spurs.
Tbone:. Oh word? You sure it's not just the fact that you've had the flu for five days and thus have not partaken of the herb, and maybe that's the sobernoia talking?