User blog:SpecialOperationsTrooper/puff

I smoked weed. It all started sometime in my Freshman year of High School. This kid formerly from my Special Education class (Behavior Disorder) well we found each other actually- I moved from my neighborhood over to his up a ways from my former neighborhood. We smoked with another kid (R.I.P.) and the psychology of what I knew held me together for as long as it did.

Which was long; I learned to stay in my Hyper Lethal Vector until the time came that I'd get a job, function in society, and grow up to be a professional weapons master skateboarding philanthropist extraordinaire. I even became a party animal. I ditched my initial groups to try and become a Bringer, which is the best sort of Lancer- Champion. It was a success, but a Shadow Bringer. I thought them all very weak and puny in standing to my intelligence and heldback to continue smoking for several years on- I got to account how people interact with one another, hold my virtue of friendship(ideally), as well as some other stuff. I had five smoking pipes. Three were glass, one was clay/glow in the dark, and the last was ceramic. I even had a STARWARS "hitter" box, and I even had a ZigZag roller to roll up joints.