Implicit Truths

I haven’t touched weed in two weeks now, it’s good. I’ve really had just about enough. We went to score yesterday though, the same place as otherwise, ice-cream:petrol bunk chaat shop:tea shop:road side. Someone I know said that their professor claimed that weed doesn’t have a smell and so you can’t tell if a person is smoking up or not when he lights up. That’s funny, that guy knows nothing. The first time B and I went to that place we knew we were at the right zone because of the smell, it was like runway lights pointing us in the right direction. Very strange, very funny. Just a little note, if you want stuff for 100 bucks, ask for two packets of 25 and then get a friend to ask for another two packets of 25. I just think there’s something fishy otherwise.

PS: You’re right, I don’t actually give a shit about Naruto or Sasuke or Kakashi or whatever, I couldn’t care less.