I would like to dedicate this thread to every bong that went mia. To ever bowl that got dropped and every bubbler that got confiscated.
Its always fucked up to loose a piece nd most of the time we never get to say goodbye. So take this time to remember your old pieces that did such a good job at getting you high before they met an oh so tragic end.

I once had such a kickass little blue bowl named Posideon, it had a spiral going down the stem and it was changing colors to red and yellow. Well one day i was comming home really high so i decided to stash it in the bushes next to my window because it reeked like crazy and didnt want the rents to smell. Long story short i passed out and somehow my mom found it. It was so fucked up.

anyway, share you stories about you lost ur old pieces
Metaphor Reviewed by Metaphor on . The Glass Graveyard (pieces of yesteryear) I would like to dedicate this thread to every bong that went mia. To ever bowl that got dropped and every bubbler that got confiscated. Its always fucked up to loose a piece nd most of the time we never get to say goodbye. So take this time to remember your old pieces that did such a good job at getting you high before they met an oh so tragic end. I once had such a kickass little blue bowl named Posideon, it had a spiral going down the stem and it was changing colors to red and yellow. Rating: 5