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Damn, I hate the cold. I don't feel anywhere near as high when I smoke in the cold. All I can think about is how cold I am. I don't mind smoking by the window when it's cold outside though! Watching the snow fall on a winters evening is amazing, but only from inside, looking out!
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When I need relief I spell it THC. Perhaps you may know vaguely what I mean. I sit back and smoke away huge chunks of memory As I slowly inflict upon myself a full lobotomy.
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