While prepping my bike for my Saturday ride, I happened to notice a piece of glass lying in front of my car.

“Hrm… I wonder what broke?” I asked myself. I started casting about for a broken bottle or jar or something (it was a thick chunk of glass).

Then I saw this:


It was lying by the loose plate in my parking neighbor’s spot. Upon closer inspection:


Is that what I *think* it is?

I picked it up and sniffed it. Yup- sure enough. Pot pipe.


Really neighbor? REALLY?!? You drop your “peace pipe”, shatter it, and don’t bother to pick it up?

What the hell kind of ghetto-ass move is that?


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Nickname: Munt Measurements: 45 B, 34, 38(?) Ambition: to be the best human ever! Turn ons: long walks on the beach, romantic dinners, porn, rainbows, cock Turn offs: bad smell face, men who are full of themselves, dead puppies, popcorn, sadness
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5 Responses to Glassware

  1. Peter Maria says:

    Could have been worse. Might have been a meth pipe.

  2. JimA says:

    They thought you’d be mellow about it too maybe…

  3. Girl Tuesday says:

    Any idea who it is? I’d be a little pissed…

  4. Rich says:

    Obviously, they were not raised with good values or manners. 🙂

  5. Maybe they had a bad trip. *snicker*

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