Daddio. Meeeee. Brrrroooo.
Hahahaha. Oh and the 420 sticker. Also during my wanna-be bad ass bro days.
I didn’t even smoke weed. I still don’t smoke weed. Wtf was I thinking?!
My dad was unaware of the implications of this number until one day he took it into his business, to work on it in the shop - a marine engine yacht repair broker blaadalksdjkls - and one of his, obviously stoner surfer hippy, employees made a remark about it which caught my dads attention. He then informed my dad of what 420 indicated.
I was then drug tested immediately following. Which of course I passed.
WHICH makes it all the more embarassing because I wasn’t even that cool.
I just wanted to PRETEND like I was a stoner. WTKJLKSJALKF in gods name went through my brain…? Hahah. Too funny.
