NevaSmokedOut
Well-Known Member
we've all had moments where someone, thing or a moment that killed our high.
with that being said it just reminds me of the old saying: shit happens. i've had people kill my high 46 times; from my ma, my relatives, cops, my boss(es), even my own best friend (who may i remind ain't a toker no more and now seems to be a pederast now), today was that 46th time as i smoked the LAST of my reggie and found out that im outta money... again. so now im stuck at my g-granny's crib (she is the only person in my entire family not to do an smoking or drinking) trying to watch *sigh* power rangers with my cousin who doesn't do shit not even get laid. perfect end to a perfect day huh?
with that being said it just reminds me of the old saying: shit happens. i've had people kill my high 46 times; from my ma, my relatives, cops, my boss(es), even my own best friend (who may i remind ain't a toker no more and now seems to be a pederast now), today was that 46th time as i smoked the LAST of my reggie and found out that im outta money... again. so now im stuck at my g-granny's crib (she is the only person in my entire family not to do an smoking or drinking) trying to watch *sigh* power rangers with my cousin who doesn't do shit not even get laid. perfect end to a perfect day huh?
