Just last night, I was mow chowin down on some Jam and Toast, I decided I need some fire. So I yoinked the blunt I made earlier. Went to my porch. Sparked 'er. Ten seconds later, this four year old, brings me a second blunt. I rolled this one three years ago, and hid it in a baby crib. Turned out this was the baby who's cribb I hid the blunt in. Without asking, he gave me the blunt. I sparked it, I know had two blunts in my face. So I can safely say I was the double blunt.
that wasnt real. but the two blunts I sent fire to yesterday were.