D: I hate people who search my backpack.

I was in this town, chilling outside a coffee shop with a few friends about a month ago. "Alexa" brought a new girl I never met before, "Janna". Well, I had my backpack which still had stuff in it since I went on a Woods Adventure/Smoke Session earlier with "John". Janna started going through it, no biggie, she seemed like an alright person.

Then she took out my papers and the only conclusion I can come up with is she left them on the bench. It was the last I saw of them, so thats my story.

My sister just came back from college(She usually gets me rolling papers/blunt wraps), and she hasn't gotten around to picking up some more. I dont mind that she hasn't picked them up yet, I'm just annoyed because there's a lot of ground up weed at the bottom of my bag that'd be PERFECT for a joint right now.


:mad: Damn you Janna! :mad:


A pointless Rant by MFer

Think of it this way. All that ground up weed at the bottom of your back pack also has dust bunnies and whatever mixed in. That would make for a mighty nasty tasting doobie.

Really, I'd rather not smoke it then be made ill by it.

But in the future, your bag is your bag. I mean would Janna want you going hru her purse? Prolly not.

I did go through her purse :o

i would've give the bint a slap