Muddy Paws
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I was 13, (I think) my friend's Dad was a biker and grew his own and it was the NASTIEST ditchweed ever. You either got high or a headache from it.
We smoked and his burro got out of it's pen and we ended up chasing through the woods for an hour.
I smoked off and on through High School, then I joined the military and quit (mostly) for 11 years, then I met a really cool young lady and we started dating when I was 29; she sealed the deal on me bein a die-hard stoner from then on!
I used to have dreams about growing it, even when I didn't smoke it. I guess I was predestined, eh?
We smoked and his burro got out of it's pen and we ended up chasing through the woods for an hour.
I smoked off and on through High School, then I joined the military and quit (mostly) for 11 years, then I met a really cool young lady and we started dating when I was 29; she sealed the deal on me bein a die-hard stoner from then on!
I used to have dreams about growing it, even when I didn't smoke it. I guess I was predestined, eh?