Supa trying out some of his last harvest.
Naaaahhhhh
Back in the nineties, I had a group of friends who more or less smoked weed on a regular basis, and evven had a local "weed supplier", who was a regular at the favorite pub I went to, whjo always asked me if I wanted to have a blunt outside, he just enjoyed me being extremely entertaining after a good smoke. On occasion I made up whole poems on the spot. Sadly never recorded.
