my father fucking grows it and i can't get my hands on any of it. now what kinda bolshevism is that?!?!?!? he's in the basement looking after it right now!!
ahhahah i remember the time he found my sweet tart tin of weed in my room. that was an odd day. oh. hahah that was my 15th birthday hahah i just remembered he cleaned the tin and gave it back bwahahha. it only had like 1/4 joint left in it anyways. there is tobacco in there now. i like rolling smokes ahha.
hahahah i wonder how many kinds he grows. i've never been in our basement that i can think of hahhaa.
but i don't want to help. i dont' want to be a fucking growing person dealie. no way. i just like a joint every once in a while.