Hello,

In 1997 I moved out on my own to go to school in Arizona. One of the many people I met while living there was my soon to be dealer/friend D. D was always giving me a hard time saying we were not friends, he would say that we had a business relationship.

Anyway, the day before graduation, I went over to pick up some herb, and he would not sell me any. I was just like come on D, quit f**kinā?? around. Finally he said, ā??look I do not sell to friendsā?, and he gave me a card.

Well I open the card, with a grin already on my face, and found a note that said talk to Andre at DJā??s Smoke Shop. D would not say anything further.

So needless to say I jumped in my car and headed down to the store. When I got there I asked to see Andre. The guy behind the counter said that was him and asked me my name. Once I told him he said ā??Cool, you can pick from this cabinet here, but no bongs.ā?

As it turns out Andre owed D a good amount of cash, so D traded some of the money owed if the guy would hook me up.

I went back to Dā??s house and we ended up smoking ourselves stupid. All I could say to him that night was ā??This has got to be one of the best graduation presents of all timeā?.

It was November of 1998 when I got my bubbler. 6 years and a couple months.

I still keep in touch with D, and every time we meet up we are sure to bust out the bubbler.

Peace