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She watched as he pressed the play button on the recorder:
"It wasn't too long after my girlfriend broke up with me that I took up the habit of smoking pot. I remember crying one day and one of my good friends came over and gave me a joint. We put on some reggae music and started to feel good and I didn't have to cry anymore."
"So I get pretty big into it you know, and its pretty harmless stuff. I could smoke quite a bit and still live life you know. Then I meet a girl, and I knew her from a while back, but I meet up with her again. This time around though, she doesn’t think the smoke is as cool as it was back when we were young in school."
"Every time I come over to her place stoned she always gives me this look and acts weird around me. She keeps asking questions like, why are you looking like that? And why are you laughing? I was laughing at the TV, she was just trying to make things worse for everyone."
"So one night I am baked out of my mind and I head over to her place and she starts saying how stupid and stoned I am, and I told hell yeah I am stoned, and I don't need your sober ass to tell me that! Then I left and never went back."
The man hit the stop button and picked up his recorder. He gathered the few files he brought with him and turned to the woman.
"I'm sorry for the break up, I'm glad the Personal Relationship Service could help. Remember to tell your friends."
Dun Da Do te de Do DA! Personal Relationship Service! Find out the truth behind their lies! Order today.
The woman noticed how late it was, and started to head for the exit. She needed some sleep.
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