A........d

Had a good time with my bud smokin this bud out back behind my shed. Thinking back I don’t know why I went behind my shed, I got a pretty decent corner by my window, but that’s whatever man. We smoked half of this fuckin doobie and we both were fucked. I consider myself a professional, I’ve been smoking since the 9th grade when I used to hit that dirty brown shit out of a coke can, thinking I was the shit. Boy have times changed. This is fuckin military grade shit. Fucking bonkers. My high tolerance couldn’t stop the slow creep up to the ass-fucking that was bound to occur. I peered from around my shed and stared uphill to the lights at my house. Honestly man, they could’ve been the fucking lights to Vegas baby, I felt amazing, like cartoonishly stoned. My buddy with a lower tolerance was so wankered that he ran into my stepdads tomato garden, the fucking sped. We ran up the hill, in the dark, like a scene straight out of mission impossible, and returned into the warmness and comfort of my room for a beautiful high that lasted me and my friend hours. Great fucking strain, hits like a train, numbs the pain like nova-cane motherfucker. It’s that good. Five stars.