^^^^Here! Here! My folks and I took care of my grandmother before she died. We loved her a lot. She was a really sassy classy lady.
I quit doing drugs for my brother. He's a Lance Corporal Deputy Sherriff in Richland co. SC. I figured that I'd support him by not supporting a drug addiction...okay, so you can't get "physically addicted to pot. However, the upper muckity mucks that sale the shit and smuggle it too, are the very assholes my brother risks his life against.
He doesn't think that it should be illegal. However he put to me like this, "I don't think it should be illegal, H, but that's not the point. The point is that it IS illegal."
Anyone who really knows me, knows that I adore my brother. We bonded, this weekend, over Warcraft World.
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By the time you're twenty-five they will say you've gone and blown it. By the time you're thirty-five I must confide you will have blown them all
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