I’m glad we’re friends

My next door friend is a guy named Bruce.

He is a red collar kind of guy, who likes his dogs, drinking beer, and going by himself fishing on weekends, then Bruce owns a fifteen-foot long fishing boat, but about a month ago Bruce put it on block in his front yard. At first I thought that Bruce was doing some repairs, and needed to put the boat in “dry dock.” This was not the case at all, I eventually came to find out. Bruce was no longer using the boat for fishing. His roomy had kicked him out, so he was residing in it, love an apartment! Bruce and I are fairly close, because every one of us both care about drinking bourbon and generally smoking top quality cannabis, so I went over to see how he was doing. Bruce set up a couple of lawn chairs on his boat and every one of us hung out, over some cannabis and a bottle of bourbon. Bruce explained that his roomy had kicked him due to cannabis. Not because he smoked cannabis, actually, but because he had been selling it to make extra money. His roomy felt scared, because cannabis is not legal in this state yet, and he wanted Bruce off the property until he changed his sinful ways. Since Bruce is not making an extra thousand dollars a month from cannabis sales, hBruce e has no desire to quit the business! Besides, Bruce said that he has started to care about residing on the fishing boat, and out here Bruce can smoke as much marijuana as he wants.

 

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