last night in the van after our gig, the bass player passed me his huka bowl (so dubbed by moi 'cause it's so large) and said, "i'll match you." i was like, yah 'cause he brings down the nugs. so i packed it with my stoneable schwag. but when it was gone, he was like, "i'm almost out." fucker. he better be glad i like him.
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