about the second he started talkin about my sister... i would be shatering knuckles on his face, because of how hard and how many time i hit him...

and then bitching about hitting the pipe in the house... man i smoke in the house... and my moms BF has a nose like a german sheperd... and i hot box my room... and walk out of the bedroom door with out air freasheners or anything

basicaly.... i sudgest kicking his ass or never talking to him...
partyguy420 Reviewed by partyguy420 on . Just me, or was this guy an asshole? (sort of long) To get right to the point of the story, go to the bold. So last night I smoked out my buddy in college and his younger brother (who is also very good friend of mine) who is in high school. I made a club run and picked up 1/8th of Super Sour Deisel. It was fucking freezing outside, so we decided to take the stealth route and smoke in his bedroom (which is upstairs, and their parents were downstairs). I created a doob tube and kept the Febreeze handy, all was well until my friend's friend Rating: 5