There are beavers everywhere and no one cares. Courtesy WTOP News The guys called our favorite hang-out spot “the old road.” It was a good name because the spot was literally an old, crumbling road only accessible by foot. When you were on the old road, you could see the faded yellow traffic divider lines …
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Stoner Girl: Part 2
Who puked on the stairs? Courtesy Adventures in Remodeling When we weren’t at the Old Road, you could find us at a handful of houses where parents either didn’t care what we were doing or just weren’t around. This list didn’t include my house. But one house that seemed to never have parents around was …
Stoner Girl: Part 3
Say “Pickle!” Courtesy Bic.com The guys we went to the Old Road with were the undisputed “bad boys” at our school. The kind of boys that teachers and students were both afraid of, mostly because they didn’t care about anything. Rules, common courtesy and social norms didn’t matter to them. And when you’re trying to …
Stoner Girl: Part 4
Fake ID Manufacturer? Courtesy Amazon.com I’m about to admit to a felony. Or maybe it's just a misdemeanor. But I’m pretty sure the statute of limitations has run out at this point. And the statute of anyone actually giving a shit surely has. Anyway, one thing you may not know about me yet is how …
