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we once organised a protest of about 10 screaming hot chicks and a few dudes at the police station, then delivered the poor inmate a big bar of chocolate and made sure he ate it in front of us.
forget the weed. what about your poor friend you narcisist
where is your guts to fight the ganja revolution?
at least spray-stencil some ganja leaves on the 'fuzz' mobile
;-j
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