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Chapter 3

Jack took the weed and the blunts from Jerry, and put them on the glass table. He opened the swisher package, and pulled a blunt out. Jack pulled a small razor from his pocket, and used the razor to cut the blunt open. All the tobacco spilled out as he tilted it vertically. Jack put the hollow blunt on the table, grabbed the small wastebasket that was near the couch, and threw out the tobacco. The weed replaced the, now discarded, tobacco in the blunt, and was rolled up and sealed with Jack's tongue. Jack repeated the process with the remaining weed and blunt. He set both on the table and pulled a pink lighter out of his pocket.

"Uhhh, is that the lighter I lost? Did you take my lighter, Jack?" Tina asked, not seeming surprised.

"I just... When I buy I pink lighter, I get dirty looks, alright?" Jack responed, awkwardly. He lit a blunt, took the first puff, and smiled.

On TV, Andy was held his ear. Damn, I missed Dwight shooting him. Or near him, whatever.

"Here," Jack said, tapping my shoulder and passing the weed to me. "Puff, puff, pass."

I grabbed it, similar to the way he held it. I put the illegal substance between my lips and puffed.

Once again, it wasn't what I expected. I expected to get high instantly, to stare at my hands, to say "Woahhh," and to cough incredibly loud. Well, I got the cough part right. But everything else wrong. Jerry noticed my disappointment.

"It's your first time, don't worry the effects will kick in, in about a minute or two." Jerry held his had out, and I gave him the blunt. He puffed and smiled.

I decided to go back to watching TV. A progressive commercial was on. Flo said something like saving money was a 'piece of cake'. She looked at the counter and saw a pie. Flo looked dead at the camera and said "I was told there would be cake." Now, I've seen this commercial a million times, but for some reason, I found it hilarious. I laughed out loud. Maybe too loud, cause Tina gave me a dirty look.

"Oh yeah, it kicked it," Tina announced, as if it wasn't obvious.

Tina smoked, then passed it to Jerry, who passed it to me, i passed it to Jack, he passed it to me, I passed it to Jerry, he passed it to Tina, and it went like that until the first blunt was gone, at which point Jack lit up the second one, and the pattern repeated.

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At a point, Jerry told me everyone has a different effect to weed. At first, I thought that was hilarious, but after I sobered up, and remembered, I believe it. While high, I laughed at everything, time seemed to speed up, and I just wanted to hug everyone. Tina seemed to get more chill, she was zoned out the majority of the time. Jack became overly self conscience, he asked repeatly if he looked good and if he seemed nice. Jerry did take a stereotype, however. He got the munchies. It wasn't like he just ate a bag of chips or anything. He went to the kitchen and came out with a medium sized chocolate cake. In ten minutes flat, it was gone. I remember Jack saying, "I would never do that! It'd go straight to my thighs!" and we all laughed as if it was the end of a bad sitcom.