I am ready to have a whole lot of fun, I am ready to smoke and let my thoughts run. I set on the couch and pack up a bowl, I can't wait to smoke and let it take its toll. It's ready to go and I take a big hit, I start to cough, man this is some great shit. I take another big ass toke, fuck that could have made an elephant choke. Hit by hit i'm getting higher, my head is starting to feel like it's on fire. Things are so wonderful when you're on cloud nine, the higher you get the more things shine. I'm baked, I'm fried, I'm out of control, HOLY SHIT, did I just see a troll? Maybe I should stop smoken this crazy shit, haha yeah right, I can't quit! Oops I think I smoked way too much weed, my head is tingling, my heart jumped a speed. Dude my mouth is getting really fucking dry, Shit, does that cloud look like a face in the sky? My tongue feels so strange, it feels really funny, Hey did anyone els just see that fucking blue bunny? My vision is going fuzzy, my eyes are getting heavy as hell, I love this feeling, it's like I'm under some spell. I can't seem to move, my legs feel like jello, it feels so great and I'm starting to mellow. Oh shit, now I can't feel my feet, gosh I could really go for something to eat! It's time for me to fly, let the weed take control, but not till I toke down on another fat ass bowl.Birth sign: Pisces
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