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I am always surprised at how many people smoke weed.
Case in point: I go to my 14yo daughters softball tournament in some far flung city. At night it gets foggy. While I am out strolling I notice a patch of fog that reminds me of my days as a welder. Bright orange/yellow light keeps going off like an arc. Intrigued I investigate. Turns out it is about 15 or 16 of the parents, coaches and one of the umpires smoking some doobies. The cross section of parents ranges from a doctor to an assembly line worker to a housewife to a child psychologist. For a split second I was shocked. Then I got stoned.
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