Ok, so for my sort of first post, I am sitting here in my living room waiting to go outside for a cigarette, but you know what I have to wait for? You guessed it. The dirty little pot smokers.
You see, we don’t smoke in the house, but they like to use a vaporizer so they go down to one of the bedrooms and do their thing before can go out for a regular smoke. Usually the pot smokers are the minority, but not in my house. I am.
What is the big deal with pot anyway? I did it back in high school, but then I grew up. Why do grown adults feel so addicted to a drug that isn’t supposed to be addictive? I am not against it by any means, especially for people with a lot of pain, but I just don’t see what is so…
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