Smoking out my old friends

My old friends from high school, as close as they were at the time, grew apart when I moved away for college.

The last time we all got together was under morbid circumstances ,the loss of an old friend.

It was a rough week, dealing with that, but it did reconnect a bunch of us, and remind us why we used to be so close. A few months later I went back, to try and connect with them under better circumstances, and I am so glad I did. We went out to the old fishing shack we used to use for smoking marijuana and getting drunk on the weekends. Mary Sue brought a twelve pack of imported beer, and I brought a big old fat pre-rolled hog leg of primo cannabis. I buy all my stuff at the cannabis dispensary, so it is high grade, but back home they don’t even have a dispensary. That means the yare still used to smoking ditch weed, so my OG Kush joint came down on their heads like a mighty hammer of Thor. These folks were so stoned, off just a few tokes of this cannabis blend, meanwhile I was working on a pleasant buzz. Kenneth had a blunt of local weed, but it felt like smoking a used cigar, so we just kept on with my primo cannabis buds. It felt really good to connect with everybody, and as all smokers know a circle of old friends sharing cannabis can lead to the best times of your life. I really missed them!

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