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One time I was smoking a doobie on campus at night. I was halfway through when I thought how cool would it be to ride real slow through the grounds smoking my joint. As I started to pedal my attention was directed on biking, one handed, through a crosswind, much more than expected. The wind subsequently caused the doobie to cinder down inbetween my fingers like the cigarette that german soldier holds after Lieutenant Spears shoots all his comrades. Good night anyway.
