here's a funny story:
back in my hs days, waaaaaaaaay back in 97, I went to a "jock" party. Now one of our dumbass football players was making stupid comments about my kill. He said that he gets better MJ from Cali and blah blah blah. I knew, I absolutely knew he was bull ting and just playing it up for his friends/girls there.
So I offered him a blunt for him to "try". A whole blunt all to himself, I knew he wouldn't decline. I told him I had my swishers and scissors in my car and I'd roll it in there and bring him back a fat choco.
I literally pulled grass from his lawn and pieces of leaves and what not. I went back inside, lit my pipe and puffed with him. I asked him, "how is it". He said, "it gets me high, but I've had better" Talk about a "bag of sand" moment for him. I told him, "thats weird, you're smoking your lawn". His final response, "they don't call it lawn in Cali". He NEVER lived it down, good thing it was towards the end of his Senior year. I called him "Lawnmower Man" for the remainder of the year.
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