danknugz
Well-Known Member
As i finished rolling the blunt, whitney lit the incense behind next to me on top of the TV on top of the fridge. I believe the flavor was Magic Garden. I scrolled through my itunes to find an appropriate blunt sparking jam. My downhall roomate, patrick, was sadly out of weed and so i invited him to partake with us. As he enters the room, I realize i don't have the ashtray(we only have one, which patrick stole from Outback). "WEED TAX!" I decreed while pointing at patrick. "You must get the ashtray!" Patrick said "I'll pay my weed tax" and dutifully retrieved said ashtray
