One of my favorite memories ever is sneaking back into a work site and getting on a rental boat (8ft rowboat) with a homie and a big ass CIGAR blunt, throwing some huck finn poles (bamboo and string) over the side and CHILLIN.
i wanna smoke a FATTY blunt at the top of a ski lift facing the back of the mountain overlooking the snow-covered mountains and redwoods. just me and a couple friends.
I would also live to smoke at the peak of Mount Everest also sitting in the queens throne room maybe even with the queen I bet she would be a riot high