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38 lines
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Got twisted on new years with the good stuff, straight bud!!!
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Well, to start off, I was home on Christman break from college and I had
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just gotten off of work. ME and this chick I had met at my job had
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planed on going out latter. So my night was already planed out. Check
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it, just so I could lighten the mood with her some, I decided to get
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some drink. I had my uncle get me a couple of 40 ounces of St. Ides
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(that is the good shit!!!!!:) and a 5th of gin and grapefruit. So when
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we get home I go down stairs and just chill. While I am down there, I
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see that my uncle had half a blunt left in his ashtray. I was like "yeah
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it's on now!" So I smoked that, "it was some good shit," and I start
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buzzing a bit. When i had smoked it all, I was pretty dawn fucked up by
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then, I decided to crack open a forty ounce and guzzle that bitch. Damn
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that shit hit me like a ton of bricks. While I am high as fuck, I call
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up my boy meech, just to see what he was up to. He said he would come by
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and swoop me up. Its on!!!!! But at this time I had totally forgot that
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that bitch was supposed to come pick me up. I was gonna call her, but i
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was so fucking to down by then ( I had drunk another 40 ounce) that I
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didn't even give a fuck.So I smoked another joint and I was fucking
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twisted. But the fucked up thing was , "They both came by at the same
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time!!!!! I was so fucked that I didn't even know that I was giving up
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pussy to go and kick it and get even more fucked up with my boy. so I
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was like. Fuck it, lets go!!!!!! We rode to his cousin's house in the
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projects and just chilled. He had gave me another 5th of gin and
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grapefruit to kill, and baby I murdered that son of a bitch. Two other
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dudes had came by with a blunt and a couple of fat ass joints. The room
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was getting smokey ass fuck and was even more fucked up. I was soo
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mutha-fuckin drunik and high as fuck, that I had to go out side, because
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I thought I was gonna hurl. "And I did!!!!!. I sat down in the snow and
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kept throwing up in one spot. By the time I got home, the weed smell was
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so damn strong on my clothes, it was choking. the next morning when I
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had woke up, I asked my uncle what time I had come in last night.(With
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me same clothes on from the night before!!!!!) He said about 4:00 or
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5:00 in the fucking morning. I felt like shit, but I really got fucked
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up that night.
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Peace from the ghost face killa, still trying to see through all the
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holy smoke.
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