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I'd kill for a black right now, and you don't even want to know what I'd do for a blunt. But its raining hard as hell and almost 2 am so I'll go to sleep and try to dream of getting high. Friday is payday, so early in the morning you can expect my ass to be up at the bank collecting ends for an all day highathon. I should start a national weed drive or something. Show up at your door asking for donations and shit. They should have a mood icon for "in desperate need of marijuana".