Vault
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Post by Vault on Mar 7, 2009 19:02:13 GMT -5
Taking the blunt from him, she takes a sizable hit from it and gives him a helpful hint.
" Don't light up with a lighter, use a wooden match the butane ruins the flavor of the weed man. " |
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Post by MG on Mar 7, 2009 19:12:21 GMT -5
MG looked at her with goo goo eyes.
You just took that hit like it was nutting I never can handle the Sour. Escpially the NYC strain. Damn you are so sexy can I kiss you! Oh yeah I'll think about that the next time.
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Post by Vault on Mar 7, 2009 19:23:49 GMT -5
" I used to light up with some cool cats in Toronto called The Familia. My boy Kasino introduced me to some wild stuff. "
Taking another puff, she hands it back to him.
" Thanks for the complement though, ya know you ain't as bad as you try and act are you? " |
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Post by MG on Mar 7, 2009 20:33:22 GMT -5
Act?
MG thought in his head what the fuck!
This is me. Everything you see is the real MG.
MG takes a pull and puffs out
Why nobody would believe me
MG moves his arm that's in a sling
Look at this arm I got shot in the arm by my own father.
MG would speak a word of this if he was sober.
He tried to kill numerous amount of times. So he shot me in the arm. Then blam a shot came out of fucking nowhere in the leg and he's on the floor. Then the cops came. Wow I swear that was a crazy moment. They couldn't put anything on me because I had no gun.
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