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Bong cozy :)
I posted this and then I thought, “bong sweater. heheheheheheh.”
I absolutely have to have one.
Happy Belated Danksgiving.
Aurora at Thanksgiving. You can see Lyla down at my end of the table.
Thanksgiving dinner the way it was meant to be had.
I dubbed the holiday as Meatsgiving 2009: The year of the four fowl feast. We put a cornish game hen inside of a Turducken and called it a Turduckenish. Delicious. We had to stop several times throughout the meal to smoke and reignite our hunger.
Check out my big beautiful lavender bong Lyla, and my roommate’s precious little bong, Aurora.
I desperately want one of these convenient pocketbongs.
Adventures in smoking- Today Ra-Ra and I got stoned after class and decided that instead of starting our papers we would find the nearest Sonic so as to mix up our fast food habits a bit. By the time google told us the nearest Sonic was about an hour away in Puyallup, we were too gung-ho to back down, so we got higher on the way. We put down twenty two dollars worth of food. I drank an entire 44 oz cherry limeade.
On the way back, we discovered we were out of weed. tragedy.
My roommate/favorite person posted this entry about our brave excursion to Sonic. It was my first time so she popped my cherry-limeade. It was delicious.
Also check out my roommate’s beautiful bong, Aurora.
Love,
Classy Stoner
PS- I’ll try to post pictures of my pieces soon.
the breakfast of champions - one bowl of apple cinnamon cheerios and another of kush.
