Job's house was covered in moss, ontop of a hill, surrounded by trees giving us the impression that we could smoke weed without closing the blinds in the living room and be relatively safe. Now that I'm older I know that we were safe even back then. Funny how back...

Our mutual friend had told us not to take more than a gram each. Brad was inclined to listen to the instructions, but I insisted based on my past experience, which I was pridefully bullish on, that an eighth was the minimum viable dose.

If you want to actually trip you...