Good or bad, what is your best story from your teen years?

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Hello, Matt.

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All right, so the best, you can turn it down.

So the best story from my teen years is probably, I was like 15, and so my friend, I don't know, like, the like your 15 year old boys is the dog days of summer

he's like over my house for a couple of days and uh his dad was friends of my neighbor and it was like a

Friday night hence dad and my neighbor got drunk and got in this huge like argument and so like

somehow my mom my friend and I were over at the neighbor's and we had to go get this, his dad's car because, like, he was too drunk. And we'd like bring it over to our house. Anyways, long story short, I wake up the next morning, you know, and, uh, they're like, my mom and his dad are like, hey, you're getting you hey, you're going to get this crap out of this car.

Or, you know, my mom was telling me to get my friend's dad stuff out of, uh, he was in outside. And she said, go get that. It's in the rain. And he's going to come picking it up. So, you know, I was like, woodlocked me like half awake and let you go outside. We grab his stuff that was in the back of that car that we brought over and I just like,

throw it in, throw the, it was like a duffel bag type thing and I threw it on the ground.

I guess I should, at this point I should say, my friend's dad grew weed.

Like two ounces of weed just came falling out of this bag.

And yeah, so you and my friend, Drake, we had like free weed for the lessons in summer because we, you know, 15, so two ounces of weed went a long way. We could go a long way today, man. Yeah, I never, you didn't see too many ounces when I was growing up. You saw eights that were cut with crap. You always saw. Yeah, I never saw a really big bag of weed until, I guess, maybe a drug dealer in college.

Yeah, I was the first time I saw it was a guy dealing the drug. Like, he always dealt to us, but this is the first time we'd actually been to his place. And he opens the door. And it's one of the dude, I remember he opened the door, he had a shotgun. Like, and the thing is, like, we told you we were coming over.

Also, you invited us.

So we went over the knock on the door.

Probably more for show, open to the shotgun. But when we walked into his house, just like you're saying, you'd always seen eighth bags. And he just had stacks of ounces. And we're like, oh, my God. It's like going to the library at Congress. Can't believe it exists at much yeah speaking of two teenagers i mean i was probably almost 30 before i saw a pound of weed i don't

know if i've ever seen a pound man yeah like vacuum sealed yeah i mean it was vacuum sealed so it was

like holding like a small like pillow damn okay it was awesome yeah yeah there was like three of them

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