Quote Originally Posted by Matt the Funk
My dad took my pipe a long time ago. He told me he threw it away, but months later he showed it to me, and broke it in my face. My first pipe, had no name. But it was 40$ and pretty sick.
once my parents found a pipe i had named grrr in my closet. i dont know how the fuck they found it, it was stashed like crazy...mustve been "cleaning my room." more like looking for something they could yell at me for.

anyways, they found the piece and my dad took it into the kitchen and made me watch as he smashed it repetedly with a hammer. then he took a piece of the uh, mouthpiece that was still big enough to grab and shoved it into my lips saying "Do you wanna smoke now? Huh? I bet you dont want to smoke any more do you you little piece of shit."

my lips were FUCKED all cut up and shit bleeding on my shirt and the kitchen floor...

sorry for the story, but i just remembered it and felt like telling it