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These things were, no doubt, illegal when I was a kid, but that didn't stop my dad.
On long trips up north, he'd start out the car trip by blazing up a joint w/whatever girl he was banging and taking up there with us. I'm surprised I never got a contact buzz from his smoke.
He also liked to have a few cans of Strohs for the road.
Ah, dear old dad. I miss you.
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