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I seriously try to avoid most chronical pot users
Like I am sitting in a cinema this Wednesday - it's my super favorite movie - The Clockwork Orange
Of course there's a bunch of "users" with their juvenile beards and pseudo hippie fashion that are attracted to art movies and love to get stoned and talk about their "feelings" (or rather visions)
I'm cool, sitting, watching, enjoying, the seat next to me is free...
After like 60 minutes - HE'S THERE!
Dude walks in in the middle of the movie, blocks my view with a HUGE HUGE Backpack - who in their right mind wears a backpack to the cinema?
Like what does he carry over there? Half his apartment?
Inevitably, there's only one place he can sit - he sits next to me - he stinks like hell I'm seriously considering a violent assault...
...but then I stayed cool, said fuck it I'm gonna be cool like Rick Springfield and give the girls a glimpse instead, I'm tolerant
Resume:
I respect your right to smoke weed, In fact I respect everyone's right for self destruction, after all I have my very own experience with it, but try respect my right for not having to deal with it
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