I hate the smell of pot.
I hate the look of pot.
I hate the taste of the pot.
I hate how it makes me feel no different.
I hate how it makes me sleepy.
I'm not addicted.
I've done it about 3 - 5 times.
I've mostly only ever done it with my brother.
I hate how each time the same comment comes out of my brothers smokey mouth,
"Welcome to the family."
Why am I the only one that doesn't smoke pot in my family?
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