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This reminds me of 4/20/06 @ 4:20pm in San Marcos Texas. . . I was chilling with my buddy diggin in the dregs and finally we get around to the bowl . . .
Shortly after 4:20, I mean like right after we put down the piece, we hear this noise that did not sound like rain. I run outside to find myself in the midst of a hail storm. . .
I got pelted in the leg, but kept thinking to myself this is totally not real. . .
I mean it looked like !@#$ing Christmas outside and reality was like me for a brief moment in time, Fuct up. . .
So there I was gazing out the window questioning if what was going on was real, it felt like an ethnogenic trip X 1000.
To justify this even further, after the storm passed I went outside while drinking Lonestar and a 50 year old man was doing wheelies on a motercycle saying, "A Tornadoes coming Yall better watch out."
At this point I reflected on what happened shortly after the bowl session and was like WTF was I smoking. Was this my first taste of smoking reality?
To say the least, 04/20/06 4:20pm will totally be ingrained in my mind with illicit detail. ^_^
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