I woke up at three o'clock (a.m.) to use the bathroom. As soon as I become conscious, my first thought is not to urinate, but, it's directed towards my painful lower leg (culminating at my foot). I urinated and laid, in pain, for an hour.

At four, I made coffee. At five-fifteen, sick of thinking of the pain, I pack a one-hitter bowl. It's not like my leg hurts, so my brain is telling me it hurts. My foot hurts, my leg hurts, my left side hurts, I feel it hit my head, then my brain tells me it hurts.

One hit, out of a one-hitter bowl, that pain turns to a sprinkling of joy over the injured areas.
beachguy in thongs Reviewed by beachguy in thongs on . Two hours and fifteen minutes. I woke up at three o'clock (a.m.) to use the bathroom. As soon as I become conscious, my first thought is not to urinate, but, it's directed towards my painful lower leg (culminating at my foot). I urinated and laid, in pain, for an hour. At four, I made coffee. At five-fifteen, sick of thinking of the pain, I pack a one-hitter bowl. It's not like my leg hurts, so my brain is telling me it hurts. My foot hurts, my leg hurts, my left side hurts, I feel it hit my head, then my brain Rating: 5