Damn I love my pipe. i smoked about a 1/2 ounce in it.... It sits in my room.. somewhat begging for a toke whenever it sees my weed. It serves me when i want to smoke. It calms me whenever you are desperate for a hoot. It gets me baked when i don't have weed to throw in the bowl. I just got the idea of typing this "poem" while i am ripped out of my skull right now after smoking 4 bowls of orange kush just spent 15 minutes fixing spellingza I 4M 50 1337 damn.. cant explain my spine pulling up high
