I work in a record store, it's almost a requisite of the job to come in faded, people seem to expect it. Although my boss would fire my ass on the spot, but that lil' fucker never seems to know.
LonerStoner Reviewed by LonerStoner on . I said god DAMN.... I swear, there is nothing better than a fat fuckin' bowl after a day of waiting tables. The best qualities of our favorite little plant seem to come out when you're the most exhausted... Northern lights, you my only friend... Rating: 5