I am dating a pothead
I lost all my high school friends after self-righteously refusing to smoke.
I preached at everyone until our friendships evaporated.
That sounds ridiculous, but businesses whose employees pass drug tests get nice insurance breaks.
“We all smoke here,” admitted the flustered guitar store manager. ”Years later, I passed a drug test at New Orleans downtown public library with the aid of an orange drink called Vale, and then I began counting down six months of probationary days until the second test.
That same year, Kevin’s parents bought him a very nice car, which he crashed while skipping school and tripping on mushroom with his new drug buddies.
At the time, I felt depressed but also extremely right.
” Once, she got hold of a paperclip gooey with resin (which I’d used to unclog a pipe) and ruined her very cute pink onesie.