I started blazing my own trail two summers ago and it has been a great ride so far. I've smoked out of many different types of pieces, and I have recently become somewhat of an authority of fat joint rolling. The first time I ever smoked out a bubbler I puked all over my friend's dorm room. I've been pulled over only once, and was merely given a slap on the wrist. I cannot foresee the day when I will not want to smoke. Why? Because that day will never come. Love and Peace in the Middle East. Always And BTW, Fuck the US Facism and Authoritarianism