The view-count doesn't mean anything, there are tons of lurkers on these boards. Patience.

My first time was unexpected, beautiful.

My stoner bro got drunk one night and introduced me to mary jane via a huge shotgun.

We played tony hawk for hours and I got such bad cotton mouth,
such bad munchies,
I made some kind of wierd sandwich out of bologna and jelly and shit it was awesome.

Mary jane taught me one important lesson that night: Everything will be ok.

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