Ha took you for a semi-elder.
Most of the time I preferred 1.25 JOB papers. French lights.
Never was big on glass for some reason(bought bongs and pipes and ran them till they gunked up or forgot they were in my lap and stood up
). Nothing like a fat Junt of some loud to me. A bowl was always like a key bump of coke, just enough to piss me off.
Philly Titans with reg too. Those were the days. Then the "chocolate" blunts, then the flavor wraps, then the cigarillos.
Oh the days.
41. Low end semi-elder.
Late teens/early 20s I actually got together with people to celebrate on 4/20. Uggh, Moronic.