Picture one. Man. It was a slow motion moment. As soon as the tennis ball left my hand, I knew it was an awkward (that's a funny word) throw with my left hand. It was a slow motion moment. The ball was heading towards my plant. I had literally left my body and was standing next to the ball as it arced from me on the couch towards the plant. I tried my damnedest to get myself that left my body to stop the ball from hitting the plant, but I couldn't move. I was ecstatic for a nanosecond, while my outer-body self jumped in my body and said, 'Whew! It didn't hit the plant.'
Picture two. I related to buddy Ryan of my predicament. Turns out, he had this one laying around. It's a fine piece. All a body needs. The rig is a male piece. Meaning, it only accepts female bangers. Turns out, too, all my bangers are male. I'm a clever guy but I can't figure out how to make two male ends fit each other. Don't think I didn't try. There's some crazy shit on youtube about fitting male ends together. I prefer my rigs have female openings because I'm a male banger kind of guy. Can't use it.
Picture three. I related to neighbor buddy of my predicament. He said his sister had this one laying around. She never uses it. Real mushrooms are more her head. It's a cute piece for an 18 year old young woman. The mouthpiece gives me pause every time I go to draw on it. It makes me uncomfortable. It really questions what I'll do for a dab.
Five years I had that piece. I'm sad. I would have rather lost the plant.
Picture two. I related to buddy Ryan of my predicament. Turns out, he had this one laying around. It's a fine piece. All a body needs. The rig is a male piece. Meaning, it only accepts female bangers. Turns out, too, all my bangers are male. I'm a clever guy but I can't figure out how to make two male ends fit each other. Don't think I didn't try. There's some crazy shit on youtube about fitting male ends together. I prefer my rigs have female openings because I'm a male banger kind of guy. Can't use it.
Picture three. I related to neighbor buddy of my predicament. He said his sister had this one laying around. She never uses it. Real mushrooms are more her head. It's a cute piece for an 18 year old young woman. The mouthpiece gives me pause every time I go to draw on it. It makes me uncomfortable. It really questions what I'll do for a dab.
Five years I had that piece. I'm sad. I would have rather lost the plant.
i think it's purty
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