Smoking out our old friends

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

The last time every one of us all got together was under morquote circumstances ,the loss of an old friend. It was a rough week, dealing with that, however it did reaffix a bunch of us, and remind us why every one of us used to be so close. A few months later I went back, to try and affix with them under better circumstances, and I am so gleeful I did… Every one of us went out to the old fishing shack every one of us 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 our stuff at the cannabis dispensary, so it is high grade, however back home they don’t even have a dispensary. That means the yare still used to smoking ditch weed, so our OG Kush joint came down on their heads adore 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, however it felt adore smoking a used cigar, so every one of us just kept on with our primo cannabis buds. It felt absolutely nice to affix with everybody, and as all smokers suppose a circle of old friends sharing cannabis can lead to the best times of your life. I absolutely missed them!

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