Stupid Pothead Stories

The weekend is over, it has been a while since I hit up the bong, but I am back baby.. back and ready to smoke.. sometimes in your life you have to take time off.. but not anymore.. everything is behind, and I am ready to light.. funny enough it is 4:20 as I am writing this, which was not planned..

When I had to have a real job, the smokers found each other.. I was working in a place with mostly females, which would have been great if i was single.. well i had to take a drug test for something, and the girls kept pressuring me to partake in their after work sessions.. I kept painfully declining, but kept saying I will join as soon as I can… well the most alpha female, a ragin cajun was dubbed my work wife, well we had become good friends, and i had to finally say ok. it is time to smoke.. there was one girl I would have jumped at the chance to hit on while high.. but i was not single, and well quite a bit older.. as we smoked i had too pull back the flirting, as tempting as it was.. good thing after a few puffs i got more mellow, and the music was in my head.. That is one thing I like about smoking over drinking, you can really control those urges.. But she is a friend, and still looking awsome.. ha ha ha.. i love being married to my wife, even though she is not a smoker, she still is ok with the fact that I partake..

Peace & Smiles.