In the back yard, the garage, the bedroom, but respect the rest of the family, real easy
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In the back yard, the garage, the bedroom, but respect the rest of the family, real easy
i just smoke tree in my bedroom, my bathroom, or the living room. I just open the windows keep the fans on, light some of my moms candles or an incent or spray shit. keep blazing
it was a old football injury tht killed bob marley he got cancer in it not alcoholQuote:
Originally Posted by bob banana
in his big toe to be precise the cancer was never diagnosed so it spread round his body till it killed him
so if u got any old injurys BEWARE !!! lol :D
Back home I smoked wherever I felt like smoking, but now that I live in a dorm room at college I put the fan in the window, set it on "super" and "exhaust" and toke away.
Is it just me or is fox news a bit too far to the right ? Oh, uh, I smoke through a can outside next to the shed. I also smoke in a dilapidated trailer in a rural part of TX cause it's the family land and i can go out there to smoke and hidaway.
I've smoked through all kinds of living arrangements.
When I lived at the dorms, we had to stuff my roomie's blanket under the door, open the windows, then stand on top of the desks so we can blow out the window. We also blew through cardboard rolls (the kind you get from a paper towel roll) filled with scented dryer sheets. I think that really helped filter the smell out. But I guess we smoked a ton, cause even with all those precautions, our floor still reeked of weed. I'm surprised the RA never caught on.
When I lived with my brother (who is super straight edge, he'd kill me if he ever found out), I had to hide it very well. It almost killed the buzz bc I was always so paranoid he'd find out. I tried blowing out windows and turning on the fan, but the outside wind would always change direction and start blowing towards his room. Plus the air inside my room was so still that the smell lingered forever. So after that, I'd usually sneak outside (luckily I had my own door to the outside), walk around the apartment and sit on the stairs which lead to the roof. The stairs were close to my room window so I'd have to smoke and listen for my brother knocking on my door. He usually knocks on it to talk or to tell me to throw the trash, or something. If he knocked, I'd have to quietly sneak back in, eat some gum, and answer the door before he noticed I was taking too long to answer. It was stressful.
But the best was when I lived alone. There's nothing more liberating than being able to blow as much smoke as you want, knowing that nobody cares and that nobody will find out. I'd smoke in the living room, in the kitchen, in the bathroom, on the bed, on the patio, everywhere. The greatest was smoking on the roof, which overlooked the city skyline.
The best way I find to keep a smell free room is to create a draft by opening two opposing windows. That, fabreeze, and a very handy air purifier box keep my dad from asking too many questions. Now if I could only find a way to hide the burn marks in the carpet...
actually i was quoting somethjing he said, i didnt say alcohol was the destruction of him......plus what hapened is that rastas cant amputate any body parts , against their religion) so the cancer yeah, they coulda cured it buit he chose not to..............Quote:
Originally Posted by smokey
just a general piece of info
Smoking in old fire towers is pretty cool too
It's them dam unexpected in-law guests :eek: spray spray light cig and have a heart attack :D fuck em i dont care if they know I still smoke they know I'm smart. :cool: