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Mannnn, when I grow up I wanna be like you guys and have enuff weed to share with those fuzzies who want it. My cats abSOULutely know when I'm ripped. They all wait around until I get stoned and then follow my every mood. All 7 of them. Many years ago I had a siamese who would get on the back of the toilet when I was in the bathtub having a reefer and meowwwwwwwwwwwwww at me forever. He died of lung cancer at just over a year old. Broke my heart.
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