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Sweet!
Ya know after readign this post and thinkin back to my childhood daze, i remember having mad contcat highs since i was like 4 or 5 years old. I always used to be driving around the state with my dad, walkin in the woods, and just chillin at home and he was always blazin a fatty. when i was 5 i used to roll j's for him and got pretty good at it, especally since i was a little kid and my hands were all small i can roll with mad skill.
I guess i never realized i was high i thought that's the way reality was but as i got older and i got high from tokin for the first time i realized what high was, and looking back on it, i remember being like 5 years old, high as fuck, riding my bike around the yard jumping over shit on rocks and ramps i made n shit.
I'm glad that my dad was cool enough to toke up and let me catch a contact cause i think it made me a better person, so whenever my dad is around i roll the fattest j's pack the biggest bowls, and bust out all my smokeware to sesh with. I get him all smoked out till he's comatoastey and cakey and return the favor of him gettin me lifted when i was a little dude. He should be out to visit me in 2 more weeks or so and when he does we're gonna stay blazed for like a week and roadtrip all over the southwest US skiing, snowboarding, hiking, biking, and making movies of it all.
PEace
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"They taste like crap! What are these mints called?"
"Excre-Mints"
"I Think I Thought Therefore I Thought I Was"
"Is it stoned in here or is it just me?"
"One out of every four people is suffering from some form of mental illness.
Check three friends. If they're OK, then it's you."
"Cuz' tha weedflo don't stop an they ain' no cops, bustin people tokin in they own box, ya wanna know was up ya wanna know where I'll be, I be chillin up in Ol'skool-B"
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