TRUE STORY
Since sophomore year of highschool ive been blazin w my buddies.
I remember countless times when I was roasted and had to come home.
My mom would never say a word about me being high, she’d just offer me the dankest meals, steaks, shrimp fetuccini, rediculous shit.
And I thought i was so sly…
But before I went to college this year she told me she knew every time when I was high and came home.
So she would offer me the dankest meals she could so i would chow and pass out.
And it would work everytime haha, love ya mom.
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