I tend to feel like a bit of an outsider here...I'm not sure why....

but that said, I do love this site, and there are some really kind and cool people here. What delusions said about our bond is absolutely correct; even if we do not get along (and we don't always), one thing unites our hearts....

a big, fat bowl.

Most of us have experienced, at one time or another, everything it means to be high: the initial paranoia, the giggles, the zoning out, the munchies, the creativity, the musical appreciation, and explaining some wild philosophical theory to the guy you're with. Close-calls with the cops, meeting new people through herb, etc....but above all, just being who you are, not caring about The Man, and enjoying yourself with red eyes through it all.

Toke on, my brothers. (and sisters)