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Ass, Fire, and Foh: WHEN YOU ARENT SURE IF HES PASSING THE BLUNT OFR TELLING A STORY I've concluded fat niggas are the worse to smoke with. My friend Dj probably the size of my snorlax from Pokemon leaf green. No exaggeration. I let him use my Tech Deck in grade school and his Vienna Sausage fingers demolished my board. Wheels was flying off at 90mph almost hit me in my dick eye (pause) but that's another story. I'm with Dj and he ask me if I wanted to get smacked with him. Why not being high makes shit better. I swear homie pulled up his shirt, reaches under the crevices of his Tities, pulls out a dime bag and starts rolling. I knew this was some fire too. Kush smelled like wet dog and strawberry queef. You know a nigga was about to be hella high. After Dj rolled we sitting on his couch ready to cyph. He lights the blunt and starts babbling to me about some argument with his girl. It's been a good 5 mins and I was yet to touch the spliff. I pretend to stretch so he can pass it but he talking about he wanted me to scratch his back. Foh. I ask Dj if the I try to crack a joke like "Alright Chief Keif". Nigga started playing Chief Kief. Blunt about to be done he still ain't pas it. I'm about to say something when Dj says "Man I thought love was eating Easy Cheese out her ass man fuck love" then puts the rest of the blunt back under his Titie compartment. *Mr Krab meme face*. Wait huh? My brain couldn't even process the fuckery I just heard. Dj rolled over and laid his head on my shoulder. Let it out big fella. Kush put homie straight to sleep. Dj rolled over and crushed my legs. I could hear my shit snap. I felt like Paul George. A nigga couldn't move. I had to wait for Dj to carry me home. I felt like Bran Stark.
Ass, Fire, and Foh: WHEN YOU ARENT SURE IF HES
 PASSING THE BLUNT OFR
 TELLING A STORY
I've concluded fat niggas are the worse to smoke with. My friend Dj probably the size of my snorlax from Pokemon leaf green. No exaggeration. I let him use my Tech Deck in grade school and his Vienna Sausage fingers demolished my board. Wheels was flying off at 90mph almost hit me in my dick eye (pause) but that's another story. I'm with Dj and he ask me if I wanted to get smacked with him. Why not being high makes shit better. I swear homie pulled up his shirt, reaches under the crevices of his Tities, pulls out a dime bag and starts rolling. I knew this was some fire too. Kush smelled like wet dog and strawberry queef. You know a nigga was about to be hella high. After Dj rolled we sitting on his couch ready to cyph. He lights the blunt and starts babbling to me about some argument with his girl. It's been a good 5 mins and I was yet to touch the spliff. I pretend to stretch so he can pass it but he talking about he wanted me to scratch his back. Foh. I ask Dj if the I try to crack a joke like "Alright Chief Keif". Nigga started playing Chief Kief. Blunt about to be done he still ain't pas it. I'm about to say something when Dj says "Man I thought love was eating Easy Cheese out her ass man fuck love" then puts the rest of the blunt back under his Titie compartment. *Mr Krab meme face*. Wait huh? My brain couldn't even process the fuckery I just heard. Dj rolled over and laid his head on my shoulder. Let it out big fella. Kush put homie straight to sleep. Dj rolled over and crushed my legs. I could hear my shit snap. I felt like Paul George. A nigga couldn't move. I had to wait for Dj to carry me home. I felt like Bran Stark.

I've concluded fat niggas are the worse to smoke with. My friend Dj probably the size of my snorlax from Pokemon leaf green. No exaggeration...