cat torian
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Don't you hate it when you got like the last few days of the month before the check comes thru? Hoping someone might pass on the street smoking a spliff the size of your arm asking if you'd like a puff? Checking all the hiding places you've hidden weed before, to find...nada? Wanting to call your friends who you know are probably right now adjusting the atmosphere of their own head, but you know it's bad etiquette so you don't? Ah yes, here I am, belly exposed, oh well. There is one good thing though. When I finally get a hold of those juicy plump mounds of green deliciousness, it's gonna be "high times tonight" as Ann and Nancy Wilson said. Dream Boat Anne....ah
Time will take care of all. 
