I get weepy everytime I think about this pipe I got from a buddy of mine (who's now my boyfriend). I met Beav during my first year of college, my first time away from home. I had a wicked time up there, getting in all kinds of trouble, getting high daily. I was also well known for my...um...sex-capades. Beav and his roomie went to Jamaica for Spring Break and decided to bring me back a cool lil' gift, mon. He got me a handmade wooden pipe shaped like a penis. No kidding, the thing had a shaft where you hit from and a nice bowl was shaped into the balls.
First off, the pipe kicked ass because it was from Jamaica and it was shaped like a penis! Also, it hit like a champ. It was tough sometime getting guys to hit from it because it look like you were giving it head, but man, you can't be too picky! If I'm offering a bowl, you smoke it!
Here's where the sad part comes in. One night, my roomie and a friend of ours decided that they want to go to a strip club in Canada. I was drunk, so I was all for it. We lived right on the border, so it was like a 5 minute drive to the bridge. When we get to customs, my friends say they want to try and get a job at the strip club. Since they are Americans trying to get a job in Canada, they stop us. We go into the office and give all our info. A officer decided to search us before we can leave, and I had left my purse in the car. Damn officer looked in my purse, where my dumb ass had left some papers and my almighty penis pipe. He asked what it was and considering I had a good buzz on, I had to laugh as he held it up for all to see. Retrospectively, I wish I had said it was my dildo. To make a long story short, we all ended up getting strip searched and my beloved pipe shaped like a cock was gone.
Just makes ya want to cry, doesn't it? BACK TO LEGENDS OF THE HERB