Wacky Weed.....

I'm over 60 something now and the the first time I did the green stuff (1976) it tasted and smelled like the g'dm weeds I had to cut when I was 8 or 9 with a 'corn knife', actually a machette. Had to kill the weeds, or the cattle would reach over the fence and eat the stuff. Then they acted stupid. Who needs a stupid cow??

The Mother of MY kids introduced me to the first hit. Age 33. 1976 (above)

8 years later, (1984) and having ended the last, 3rd divorce... MY Choice... That's another story, longer that the 2nd anyhow.

anyway, having now passed the age of '39' and still getting carded...even then... and I'm over 40...(then)!! And I had retired.... or thought so.....

So, one of my new lady friends... a nympth and a Harley biker, has a party in rememberance of her Hubby killed in cycle accident, because a g'dam drunk ran a red
light.

I'm a tall skinny guy, shave every day and wore a sports jacket and took care of business. BUT.. I have NO FEAR........ military thing.

These guys were twice my size, no shaves, leather, etc....

Somehow I got seated on the counch between those gentlemen, and as the "Zig Zag'went around, I thought... what the hay, my girl friend will take care of me.

The 2nd puff stopped my watch... shortly or however hours went by (I'm sure 15 minites) that's when I 'beat the feet', staggered out of the house went to a Denny's or whatever, and proceed to take a nap on the table... I think I ordered food, and ate it. Because at 6 something in the morning I was presented a 'check' for services rendered. No cash, no car nearby, left my d'license as deposit, and musta walked a long ways to an ATM............

Anyhow, we didn't have sex anymore... NOW I miss her, but will never forget her.

She became a 'wha wha'........ and I couldn't save her.