Reminds me of when I made weekly trips to Denver for work. This was when recreational weed first came out. First day there I bought a glass pipe and a plastic container.
When I flew back home on Thursday I would bury the bowl in the plastic container behind the hotel I stayed at. On Mondays after I flew back to Denver I would dig up the bowl. Beats buying a new one every week or trying to fly with it.
After many weeks of this routine I didn’t find out until Thursday afternoon that this was my last trip and I wouldn’t be returning.
Some where out in Colorado Springs there is a weed bowl buried in the dirt. I wonder if anyone ever stumbled across it.
Reminds me of when I made weekly trips to Denver for work. This was when recreational weed first came out. First day there I bought a glass pipe and a plastic container.
When I flew back home on Thursday I would bury the bowl in the plastic container behind the hotel I stayed at. On Mondays after I flew back to Denver I would dig up the bowl. Beats buying a new one every week or trying to fly with it.
After many weeks of this routine I didn’t find out until Thursday afternoon that this was my last trip and I wouldn’t be returning.
Some where out in Colorado Springs there is a weed bowl buried in the dirt. I wonder if anyone ever stumbled across it.