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When I was 16, I used to clambake with these two friends almost every day 
on the way to school. I loved the thoughts I would have in Creative 
Writing, my first class of the day. I don't know what this guy got but it 
was sooo good, I had visual trips, euphoria, the whole shitload.
One day, we were driving in the snow and one of them, Chris, pulled out 
his bowl with a devil on it. The other, Ronny, pulled out a dime bag and 
packed the bowl. We took circle hits for two full bowls. 
Then, the gorgeous effects. Time felt like it was slowing down while I 
was driving. Sounds were so distinct. The smell of our Newports waas sooo 
good. 
The best song came on. I recommend this song if anyone wants to take the 
time to put together a good stoner album besides like" Dazed and 
Confused" soundtrack. Spin the Black Circle off of Pearl Jam's Vitalogy.
Everything around me melted and time went soooo slooowly. 
Well, I'm four months pot-free but I still love that story from over a 
year ago.