"Oh, yeah, that's right I'm doin' me" Over - Drake

Oh FUCK!  Special night tonight.  As soon as we can figure out how to do it right, we're gonna bring out some fuckin' video! Stay tuned!!

"Too legit, too legit to quit"

So tonight....I am baked as hell.  I just sat out in my car with Seemingly Infinite for 3 hours man. Two of my friends came. It was BALLIN', to say the least.  We had five bongs (bongs are the measurement you use to describe amount smoked with Seemingly Infinite. It's a five gallon water jug, that lasts for an hour per bowl.  We get to measure that however the fuck we want.)  tonight.  I safely made it back inside...I'm thinking of eating my kitten (jk!!) for sustenance, and the empty bottle of Mountain Dew is just torturing me.  If someone subscribes tonight, I will continually post throughout the night people. Get to it. Toke on

So here's how it's gonna work

Sometimes I'll skip ahead, and talk about the night, and most of the time, I'll continue the backstory.  After the first couple of backstory posts though, you're gonna see more jumping around until i've caught up. Mainly cause i don't remember anything half the time :)

Wow, so I finally did it

I've been thinking about doing this for awhile now, just for...sentiment.  Ya know? And laughs...cause I'm retarded when I'm stoned.  But anyways, here's how it all started.  I was born (imagine all this in a thick, Texan accent) in the Texas town of El Paso, in 93', on April 21st.  Nothing important happened, except for me discovering soccer, in the years leading up to the summer before 8th grade, when I was thirteen.  My friend Blake had invited me over for some Halo action, and since this was 2006, it was the shit back then.  So when I get dropped off there (we were still too young to ride our bikes all the way across town) I just went ahead on in, like always.  I call his name, no response. So I head upstairs to his room, and when I get in there the fucker is breathin' somethin' outta a Gatorade bottle.  I was all like, "Dude, the fuck are you doing?" and generally freakin' the hell out.  He just looks at me and says "man, calm down. this is marijuana.  come try it bro".  And that was the first time I smoked weed.   It's funny, looking back at it, and everything that's gone on, I find that that first time I smoked weed is the single largest event to happen to me.  I don't remember drinking for the first time, nor losing my virginity.  Just smoking weed.  My names LaFevers guys, and welcome to my blog :)