My seasoned man raised me, plus he raised myself and others on songs. We had a TV but rarely used it, because after work, plus when fantastic on weekends, he number one to listen to his vinyl record albums… He had been collecting them since he was a teenager, plus enjoyed to spend minutes listening to them. I liked some of them, disliked others, but I am ecstatic I got exposed to such a wide variety of songs over the years, then one band that he enjoyed, plus I never understood, was Pink Floyd. Then in college I discovered marijuana, plus rapidly they were my number one band. That year when I went lake lake house for Christmas I gave my Mom several gifts, an seasoned Pink Floyd album he didn’t own, plus a fat sack of high end cannabis. That was a fantastic holiday, as the two of us smoked marijuana together plus spent a lot of time listening to classic songs. I hope this can become an annual tradition for my Mom plus I, but even if there weren’t marijuana involved I suppose it would be an awesome time. There is just something special about dim light, chill songs, plus a fat bowl of marijuana that seems to never get empty. I thought I was a hardcore smoker, but my Mom has been using marijuana for decades, plus his tolerance is through the roof! Even with the high THC marijuana I get from the dispensary, he can just keep crushing bowls long after I have tapped out. I suppose most people don’t smoke marijuana with their parents, but for myself and others it’s the best.