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I fucking hate when my parents are about...i have to sit all quiet (not normal for a stoned me) and sensible and try to avoid speaking to my parents eye to eye, it sucks. Couple of weeks ago my parents went out for a meal i had a few joints and bowls, just as i was enjoying my high my eyes started itchin real bad (conjuctavitus, cant spell it) and my mom came back and saw my eye real red she wanted to have a close look at it...fuck that was scary...I hate parents....
It was SO FREAKIN AWESOME, there was a freaky ass owl that came outta no where tho scared the shit out of us, but as we were sneakin out we were already kinda high so we just about forgot the bong...but no worries!We'd go to the ends of the earth to get high
Been smokin' bowls all evening.
I'm about to roll my first properish blunt, I've only ever used those flavoured blunt wraps before but I'm about to split open a cigar.
if my quater ounce didnt get seized the other night id be smoking right now
i did a few mins ago:)
i smoked some 'cali mist' and KB the other night plus like 4 blunts and a cone. good party:)
im ffuct up :p :p