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Holder. I never knew that sever penalties for growing calming 'cannabis sativa' was very necessary.
O, 'lactose sativa' will be next? No eat lettuce. Why? You get green teeth. ah. Bad news. no get a tin can of PopEye Chopped Spinach, or run into a rich suburu, or bang down a yard fence. You go to prison because the rain made a road slippery. You never ever ever see you bike never never ever again. So, the moral is...?
No cut finger or lip on a rusty POPEYE tin can. huh.
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It reminds me if a veteran I knew (he drank his liver into black mush) had a motorcycle accident. He lived in the woods post-combat-war. He got eight years because he had a baggie of pot. He did six and one half years in prison. This is true. I'll spare the rest of what he told me about his experience in `Nam.
I have a walking stick.
He'd find a young sapling.
Vines wrap to curl a crook form.
He'd harvest a interesting crook.
In the wood shop, there's a painting.
He said: I view nature. He said more:
`Choose the day you die, and other 'stuff'
Ya can't make some things up. Oho, ay Reality.