Grubbing around the corners of the commune, I found this old looking stogie. I had heard tales of the old 4eye elders smoking straight gas, but after a couple puffs maybe I should've just passed. This stogie ain't phony, but it's suspiciously old. I don't know if I'm high off the drugs, or high off the mold! One thing is for sure my heads feeling funny. I better lay down before I wake up my mummy!