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First time I smoked pot I was 15 years old. Smoked with friends. Stopped when I enlisted. Started again when got out of Army. I smoked all the freaking pot I could get my grubby resin coated hands on. I had like 30 pipes, bongs, grinders, weed trays, flavored papers, flavored blunts, different bowls for the bongs and pipes, bong stems, ejectable bowl bong stems, roach clips. I smoked swag, dro, hi grade, low grade and every thing in between. My tolerance level was obscene. I'd smoke to wake up, smoke to go to sleep, smoke to deal with family, smoke to deal with friends, smoke to go to therapy, smoke to go to the store, smoke to play x box , smoke to watch movies I would just f*cking blaze all the damn time for a long time. I would cruze the back roads with joints in a cigarette pack. Just drive stoned all over. I kept visine and axe spray basic stoner block shit. My preference is joints rolled with good shit. In essence you always get a green hit. Pipes and bongs work but you don't get a fresh hit every time. I've bought ounces, pounds, quarters, dimes, bricks, bulk and shake. I've smoked f*ckin OG Cush, AK-47, Sour Diesel, popcorn bud, shitty Mexican brick pack that had f*ckin rocks in it, and plenty of crazy made up named shit passed off as commercial hi grade. I'm a f*cking OG glutinous pot head stoner, burn out now retired. The only I always trusted to lift me up is Mary f*ckin Jane.