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I love getting stoned alone. I go outside. I really "get-in-to" my surroundings. I get creative and make cool stuff. What I HATE is getting bushed-whacked by friends and vacuum salesmen because, somebody (not me) forgets to shut the garage door or lock the gate. Talk about harshing your mellow. I used to have "house parties after clubbing." I learned to love my things more than my "friends." Mellow, anti-social, cynic. That's me.
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