My friend (who reads this site frequently) and I were going to smoke up one morning before school. But then his parents found his stash (and his dad bagged his stuff in separate baggies…automatic intent to distribute charge) called the cops and the cops searched his room. Long story short we never ended up smoking, and he’s on the run right now. He’s somewhere…out there.
This bowl rip is for you buddy.I hope you find freedom, well that and a bag of weed.