I had a never ending coner that i had made in my welding class.
You could pack that fu*king thing full and it would burn just like a joint
just no paper needed, I lost it when i switched rooms yesterday i miss it.
And i dont even any papers. the pipe is at the gf's house and i lent my bong to my friend. For the love of that bong it had better not get broken. I'd sh!t bricks.
Chongzbongz Reviewed by Chongzbongz 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